Everything was quiet on the Fur Taxi team's asteroid, even.. too quiet. Crispy was resting in the glass jar, Trisha was awake for all the night straight and didn't seem so tired. Greg on the other side was solving another Rubik's cube since he was bored that could have been readen right on his face. Lex was half-asleep resting on the couch, Plu behind him walking around the room's corner. It was Sunday morning, no normal kind of galaxy's inhabitant would need to take a drive on taxi to somewhere that early. Suddenly the phone at Trisha's table has rang, Everybody except Greg has perked up, the blue-footed booby only scoffed at the situation. Trisha responded the call immediately. "Fur Taxi's coming for help! Huh? Emergency? Packing up, wait for the car to come.." She said and got the call down, Lex and Plu, the space taxi drivers just looked with their mouths opened widely of a sudden emergency, but got the assignment. In the next frame as you awaited for a high score minute and 32 seconds for the taxi, your yellow 'emergency truck' finally has come. Glancing out of the car window, a red fox driver looked at you and scoffed in his usual daring manner. "Fur Taxi, what's your destination?" He said as if it wasn't a big deal, and as you landed your back in the car you sighed in relief. So what's your current destination, dear passenger?