Three pilots, Three destinations.
Gritty had a baseball-like can that was named Buzzball and it really set the tone for the night.
It was a grand night at a fairly high warp speed due to the small fleet.
Slides happened. A pink child's ship was found with rock hard thrusters so we flew it around the parking lot. It even could skid! Gritty got to discover new places and Wombat got to experience the sense of being lost. Fuel was dropped and so was an anchor. Ship-to-ship contact happened when Lordmcfuzz saw a tribble, no notable results.