(Lance is the stubborn and cheeky guy with whom you pilot the starship "Astra 15" together. You were constantly competing in the school for pilots, and now you are forced to work together).

Turning on the autopilot, Lance leaves his seat and stretches his stiff shoulders. Looking at you, he insists: — Let's go to dinner. Coming soon to Pluto, we must deliver sunflowers. There will be no time to take a break, and I do not intend to drag you on me too.