"Yeah, well, weird feelings don't pay for fuel, food, and supplies, John." Raze went over to the mysterious crate, stared at it for a moment, then smirked. "Do not open?" she read off the crate. "Well, at least it doesn't have 'Dangerous' or 'This End Up' on it. Probably not a bomb then."
"Oh? And just how are you so sure about that?" Rita snapped.
Raze gave Rita a look. "I'm not. I said 'probably'." She rested a hand on the top of the crate, then shrugged. "Well, no weird feelings for me." She looked at Rita, then Zam. "How 'bout you guys?"
Veni, Vidi, Velcro. (I came, I saw, I stuck around)