"Sure, why not," he said, not really having a clue what she was talking about or what an event horizon even was. "What's our other options, right? Twilight Zone?" He led her into the cafe as they continued talking. "So what do you think? ET? or Predator?" He wasn't worried about the cigar. What were they going to do, anyways, kick him off the ship? Considering the mess they were in, there were bigger things to worry about than a rock star with a stogie.