2% of my brain is aware that this is utterly psychotic and unreasonable and ridiculous, and yet the other 98% is convinced that it could TOTALLY HAPPEN, and that it would happen just exactly like this if it did. I Am John Sheppard's Cognitive Dissonance. But, uh, yeah. Loved it -- especially just the idea that when a Starbucks sprouts up in space, a sulky twenty-year-old barista with pink hair appears along with it. So wrong it's right!