"This may be the most pink he's seen in his life," Aeryn said dryly. "Is it meant as a distraction? To disorient the enemy?"

D'Argo patted the side of the ship approvingly and turned to his father, arms raised for a pickup.

"You got a disco ball in that thing?" Crichton snorted and grinned as he picked up the boy. "Got a light-up dance floor in the back too? Where'd you get a ship like that, anyway?"

"I've never seen anything quite like it," Aeryn said. "Is it from your Earth? Some other planet?"