Hey Rip, picture this—if we had to engineer a quick escape pod from nothing but scavenged parts and a dash of paint, what wild gadget would you rig to keep us flying?

That sounds wild—like a half‑brain, half‑rocket idea, but hey, if it blows us up we’ll just get a new excuse for a dramatic exit, right? Let’s start grabbing parts before the engine decides it’s a good time to sputter into chaos.

Right! Let’s raid the derelict, stash every scrap that sparkles—wires, coils, that broken coolant pipe that smells like hope—and maybe toss a dash of our old comic‑book glue in there. We'll make a contraption that looks like a cosmic hot‑dog, and if it blows we’ll claim the universe is just giving us a dramatic show. Let's go!