RedGiant: Hey! RedDwarf!
RedDwarf: What?
RedGiant: Well, I happened to overhear HeadOfSecurity over at the cargo bay.
WhiteDwarf: Ah, you've met the soon-to-be-dead man?
RedDwarf: Stick to the nuke job, can't all get tangled here.
RedGiant: Don't worry! I'm remembering. "Get the Package from the shuttle." I won't forget!
RedGiant: But, also, he said the crew are really scared of something, and looking for weapons!
RedDwarf: Well, ain't gonna be ordering any. Are they, RedGiant?
RedGiant: That's what he said, yeah!
RedDwarf: And they ain't gonna find a speck in the armory, are they WhiteDwarf?
WhiteDwarf: Such lesser weapons are beneath me to even fight. Each is cast to the void.
RedDwarf: WhiteDwarf, you on your way?
WhiteDwarf: Let us see if HeadOfSecurity's prestige fits his power.
RedDwarf: Perfect. Then everything's exactly how we need it.
RedDwarf: Not a thing that can mess this up now.

WhiteDwarf: Use the downtime to consider a name for the spider.