Kif: Sir, this is a leisure cruise. Our path was set by the travel agency. [He presses a button and a map comes down on the wall showing the route is a straight line from Earth to another planet.] Zapp: That's for schoolgirls! Now here's a route with some chest hair. [He squiggles a new course onto the map.] Kif: But that course leads directly through a swarm of comets. Zapp: Yes, comets! The icebergs of the sky. By jack-knifing from one to the next at breakneck speed we might just get some kind of gravity boost ... or something. [Kif sighs.] It's time to shove a jalapeño up this ships tailpipe. [He grabs the wheel.] Divert power from the shields, full speed ahead! Let's be honest, this forum is full of Futurama references. We need to groove it up in here. I'm a smart. There we go.