Not really. I've got shit to do back home, I'm stuck working in the gardens as punishment for gettin' injured the other day, and you just missed a holiday that I think was supposed to be Christmas. Which, around here, is celebrated with a bunch of mistletoe-dangling robots trapping you inside an impenetrable force field with someone else until you make out.
So no. Not having the time of my life. You'll come to understand sooner or later.