“Hello, Summer Shift, and boy, are we happy to see you two. The average attractiveness of this station’s occupants just spiked big time.”
Outside the airlock, Emma Garcia chuckled. To her left her partner, Maggie Bishop, was shaking her head, her long blond ponytail swirling around in the weightless environment. Emma pressed and held the button on the intercom panel, gripping the nearby handrail with her other hand. “Yeah, speaking of averages, they really don’t want you to come back planetside either, Lopez. Hope you’re good at holding your breath.”
