Tony sighed. “You mean a week of hearing people blab about planets and meteors?” he asked sarcastically. “Ooh--hold me back.”
John smiled, gesturing over his shoulder.
Tony saw a sign saying “Space shuttle boarding this way” down the hall. He looked questioningly at his counselor.
“That’s right,” John said. “Forget planet Earth. You’ll be traveling through space for a week.”
Tony’s eyes popped. Then he broke into a devilish grin. “Not enough postcards in the world,” he thought.