The Blenheim cruised out of the Odious Sector at awe-inspiring speed.

"DISTANCE TO THE CENTRE OF THE SOMBREUS NEBULA: THREE POINT ONE FOUR SEVEN LIGHT YEARS." The ship announced.

"How long until we arrive?" Panman asked, laying back in his chair and resting his feet on the weapons console.

"THREE POINT ONE FOUR SEVEN HOURS."

Panman thought for a moment. "That means that we must be travelling at a velocity of one light year per hour!"

"AFFIRMATIVE."

Panman was a superb mathematician.

Justin wandered onto the bridge. "You really messed up Ken Kasino!" He said jovially, sitting in the command chair. "Was it really an accident?"

"Of course!" Panman replied. "I would never intentionally hurt a defenceless being."

"I would,” Justin said, "especially a slit-faced duffer like him."

"That's what prevents you from graduating to a fully fledged bounty hunter. You are too emotional." Panman sat up straight. "You must learn self control. You must be at one with all that surrounds us."

"I don't believe in any of that shit!"

"Do you want to keep on making pizzas and kebabs for Peter the Ace and myself for ever?"

"Of course not!"

"Then believe in it. Without belief you will fail."

"You're right." Justin said dejectedly. "I'm a loser, a no hoper!"

"No you're not!" Panman shouted. "Never be negative! Never doubt your abilities. It could kill you!" Panman had a very serious look on his face.

Justin gulped. He hadn't been told these things before. "I will never be negative again!" He announced, standing to attention. "I will return to my quarters and juggle. It's great for clearing the mind." He wandered towards the exit.

"Justin?" Panman said spinning round in his black leather chair.
"Yeah?"

"Could you knock me up a couple of cheese toasties on your way past the galley?"

"Dammit!" Justin said loudly.