Astronauts look around nervously, shuffle feet. One says, "Dude, that's not my crack. Someone must have planted it in the foam!"
Sorry. Couldn't help it.
I hope the flight goes off without a hitch, although I'm starting to feel kind of Capricorn One-ish about it right now. "We got a call from the White House. Approval numbers are still down, even though we took the Japanese dude to Graceland. Can we postpone lift-off until July 4th? We can have fireworks and someone singing about being proud to be an American and all that stuff..."
God. Capricorn One. A movie with Sam Waterston and... O.J. Simpson. I'm surprised that hell didn't freeze over.