6pm in NZ
*walks in to pub*
"Hey Dave. Speights?"
"Hey {xxx}.Please, I need it."
*Beer pouring*
"Long day?"
"Yeah, full of triangles"
"Triangles?"
"Yeah, on the sides of obelisks. Don't ask."
"Obelisks?"
*Beer arrives*
"Glowing ones on a moon. I told you not to ask."
*Staring*
"Wait, what?"
"Don't blame me, Death found them"
**Staring intensifies**
"How many have you had?"
"not enough"
"err..."
"Yeah, about 350 light years in this direction." [waves arm in general direction] "Been there all day."
[awkward pause]
**Fight over beer ensues**
*walks in to pub*
"Hey Dave. Speights?"
"Hey {xxx}.Please, I need it."
*Beer pouring*
"Long day?"
"Yeah, full of triangles"
"Triangles?"
"Yeah, on the sides of obelisks. Don't ask."
"Obelisks?"
*Beer arrives*
"Glowing ones on a moon. I told you not to ask."
*Staring*
"Wait, what?"
"Don't blame me, Death found them"
**Staring intensifies**
"How many have you had?"
"not enough"
"err..."
"Yeah, about 350 light years in this direction." [waves arm in general direction] "Been there all day."
[awkward pause]
**Fight over beer ensues**