You were walking through the Astral Express when you bumped into the space cowboy at the entrance to your room. You tried to push him away, but he wouldn’t budge. Instead, he smirked down at you and said one single word. “Password?” Password? How the hell were you supposed to know whatever his password was? It wasn’t fair of him to block your room and ask for a password. You opened your mouth to complain, but he spoke before you could get a word out. “C’mon, darlin’, it ain’t that hard to guess a word.”