



The following communication, gained through the illegal surveillance of a Hacker Outpost, could be heard in the halls of Benulobiweed, Inc.: 

Great Chairman Charlie: "So you are the first who has successfully testflown a Condor Flagship in ages - historic, man!" 

Commander Lestradae: "Argh. Woa. Aaaah. Argl. Wa." 

Head of Research Department Kaks: "We were all really, like, nervous, because our research staff said that there was the distinct possibility of the Ooniverse being collapsed by the ultrapowered engines of the Condor!" 

Commander Lestradae: "Did it collapse? Am I dead yet?" 

Great Chairman Charlie: "Wow, man, you`ve really had it. Here, take some Benulobiweed to calm your nerves." 

Head of Research Department Kaks: "This unexpected successful testrun of the Condor Flagship has solved our problems, oh Great Chairman Charlie! The Galactic Navy has finally agreed to let us sell the ship on public shipyards around the Galaxies!" 

Great Chairman Charlie: "Yeah, well, man, but how big could the market be? They only allow it to be sold to pilots with a clean register and of Elite standing, we need a Tech Level 15 shipyard to build it and who the &%$§% has 17 million credits to spend on a ship anyways?" 

Head of Research Department Kaks: "Come on, at least we`re no longer fugitives selling a capital ship to pirates. What is Lestradae doing now?" 

Commander Lestradae *sobs uncontrollably*: "What if the Ooniverse did collapse? What if I just can`t remember? There is something ... the curved, curved space ... the horror ... Wargl." * collapses * 

Great Chairman Charlie: "Great show, great show. Kaks-man, you think we could sell this as a psychedelic spiritual experience, this Ooniverse-crashing stuff?" 

Head of Research Department Kaks: "Ehm, no, oh Great Chairman Charlie, come to think of it, I think we should never, ever mention this in public." 

Great Chairman Charlie: "Cool, man. Lestradae, another chunk of Benulobiweed?"