I got this "space ticket" from one of the big tipping patrons at the Tripple-8 hotel in Vegas where I normally work and he said I should come here, bring some wine and there would be an even bigger reward if I went with him on a little trip. He is a tall dark man and I think he said his name was mr Smith, John Smith. Is he here yet?
Oh I haven't introduced myself! I'm Jo Ho. But you can call me Jo. Would any of you like a little refreshment?
*notice that the room she is in is slightly larger than even the great hall of the Tripple-8*
My, what a big plane you have here. But why is it in a cave? And what big feet it has! But why are some people welding like crazy on its feet? Didn't its toe nail polish match the rest of its paint?