A... starship. Because of the future. Right. [Okay, he can accept that, but it's still pretty cool to him. And Bruce doesn't find a lot of things cool.] What's that like?

[Bruce speaks the subtle language of extremely stoic science guys, so he reads that look. He isn't embarrassed to seem relatively primitive to someone from five hundred years in the future. He just gives a slight, wry smile.] I don't know, I haven't looked yet. But I can't pull out my tricorder and do it on a whim, if that's what you mean.

I'd, uh, appreciate a chance to use yours.