“These robots… they all meet in a bar, right? But none of them have got any arms or mouths? So… what do they drink? How do they drink?” And so, episode 2.4.
Transcripts
Tachelock: And believe me, there’s nothing weirder than waking up to discover your spine isn’t also a fretboard.
Solace: Freshen up any of your drinks?
X2: I’m fine thanks, Sol.
JEDCØP: JEDCØP would like an Old Fashioned Fusion Bomb with a jet fuel chaser.
Tachelock: Ooh, that sounds good. Hit me with one of those too.
Solace: Transferring.
Tachelock & JEDCØP: Ahhhhhh!
X2: Sol… you were installed in a bunch of different starships, right?
Solace: A few, yeah.