"You've never heard of Veradera Beach?" Lance gasped in horror. "It's only the best in all of Cuba! And...what do you mean you don't know the Galaxy Garrison? They're like, the best space program for technicians, pilots, and scientists. They're pushing the envelope in scientific study and orbital defense of Earth!"
It takes Lance a second before he realizes they're speaking about history. He pales a bit.
"2011? 2013? 2017?" Lance wasn't ashamed to admit his voice squeaked. "I--it's 2095. Right?"