It was fun to imagine. That was all they were doing at the moment - imagining. It wasn't like they could say anything would happen for real. Once the ship docked, likely they were never ever going to speak ever again. That was just how those things happened.
"Cool. I've got plenty of cash to get us there. We'd just be kind of hobo-ish after. But I've done that before. It's cool like schi-zool," She chewed on her bottom lip for a moment, frowning. The plans sounded hollow, every word was tinny and terrible. It made her sick to her stomach.
Change the subject. Make it different since it can't be made better, "Did you know the course for the ship takes us into the Triangle?" There we go. Theorize and hypothesize. "I checked it out before we left port."