"Well go get the information before he's too drunk. Tomorrow it may be too late" Bullseye whispered to her after leaning to her ear. He smiled and leaned back signalling to the bartender to get him a new beer.
"Our posturings, our imagined self-importance,
the delusion that we have some privileged position in the universe,
are challenged by this point of pale light.
Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark.
In our obscurity – in all this vastness – there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves."
- Carl Sagan