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[[Fooker leads Dexter, Patty, Trish, and Chris into a room where a meeting is already in progress. Nick stands at the front. Others present include Justin, Trudy, Mike/Mark, and Victor Glowerhausen.]]
Nick: Listen up, folks. We have a different type of "away mission" planned, and we need as many volunteers as we can muster.

Nick: The Greys are still piecing together their new command structure, so it'll be up to us to handle this for now. But they're willing to offer support wherever they can.

Nick: In order to speed up the calculations for the return of the Earth to make things more responsive, I need to build a new, custom processor, and for that, I need massive amounts of silicon.

Nick: Fortunately, there is an abundant source of plagioclase, pyroxene, and olivine readily available.
Trudy: [Annoyed] Oh, really. And just where is THAT?
[[Conspicuously behind her, the back wall sports a large viewport, through which a close-up of the crescent Moon looms.]]