Take a look out the side hatch and look for trouble.
Attempt to aviod interacting with idiots doing handstands out of windows.
"Attempt to avoid interacting with idiots"?
You're in the wrong outfit, soldier. To paraphrase the Cheshire cat
“But I don’t want to go among idiots," Egan remarked.
"Oh, you can’t help that," said the Computer: "they’re all idiots here. He's an idiot. You’re an idiot."
"How do you know I’m an idiot?" said Egan.
"You must be," said the Computer, "or you wouldn’t have come here.” Ruminate further on the mysteries of genitalia.
Did you know the baculum of a bear is about the same size as the one from a racoon?
Offer to explain the anatomy of human genitalia; use so much technical jargon that people should find it better to change subject.
You go into immense detail about the anatomy of human genitalia. This doesn't seem to dissuade anybody even a little.
Trier switched his eyes to thermal vision and shot passionate blasts of stimulated radiation into the air to coincide with his sensual hip thrusting.
If you say so.
Christopher does a handstand on the edge of the shuttle door to impress any civilians watching.
I wonder what your dex is like.
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You proceed to do less of a handstand and more of a cartwheel right out the hatch door. You attempt to catch hold of the edge of the hatch.
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You do so with great ease and end up swinging around outside of the shuttle in a very showoffy manner.
Fly the ship in a mostly safe manner.
While forming a group-mind with Kate, Arty and Trier in Meditating on the mysteries of genitalia in all its forms and uses.
Invoke the HMRC god of Bloodletting while using sword and sheath imagery.
Are you attempting to manifest the god of bloodletting via phallic imagery? Does this mean that an erection and bloody violence are connected in your mind? What are you in here for again?
Just sort of stand around or something, I suppose.
That is probably for the best. Don't let them contaminate you.