If Summer was feeling antsy about everything before, hooo boy, was she misjudging the levels of anxiety she could actually feel! She already knew tomorrow was going to be her last shift at Caritas; she had a few things in line for a few people as sort of parting-gifts, although, man, that sounded like she was about to die and was bequething her last will and testiment, didn't it? And she might just be going off to die, it was entirely possible. She was going to try really hard to not let that happen, but she was also a realist. But at least she'd somehow managed to sucker Rey into helping her move (no, no suckering involved, Rey had actualyl somewhat willingly volunteered, which was still weird to Summer, but, again, different universe, she was not going to complain). Janet understood orders at the store in case all Shunsui ever ordered was glitter and booze, most of her stuff except for the essentials was already packed and ready....there really wasn't a whole lot left.

Just the ship.

And by now she figured it was pretty close to finished, so she decided to swing by the scrapyard to check it out, shoot Sabine a text to let her know she'd be coming, and headed over, giving Wayne a little wave as she headed in.

"Hey, Wayne, don't mind me, just going to check on my ship."

He nodded back, but he seemed pretty busy, so she just went on her way.

Summer had asked for bright pink, it was true, and even though she could pretty much see the progress on it from a mile away without even having to be in the scrapyard, seeing it finished and coplete and up close like this was, like, a revelation.

Also, she couldn't help wondering if anyone might have been all, whose super pink ship is that anyway? And then wondering how they couldn't obviously just tell.

"Ohmygod, Sabine," she said. "That. Is. Perfect!"

And defintiely different enough from her last pink space ship to dredge up any awkward and bad memories.

"Those flames! Yeeeeeeesssss!"

"Super good," Summer assured her, moving closer to place a hand on the side and just kind of marvel over how this used to be her hunk of junk, and now it was her obnoxious eyesore. "I love it. Seriously, it's exactly what I was hoping for, I knew you could pull it off, too, Sabine, you're amazing."

Yeah. Summer didn't exactly mince words when she approved of something. There was probably significant psychological reason for that with regards to never getting that kind of praise for anything she did back home, but, for now, she was just going to gush.

"Oooh, I got some interior decorating out of this whole thing, too?" Summer's brows went up with interest. "I am so giving you, like, a million stars on imaginary Yelp. This thing practically looks brand new, and that is saying a lot."

She'd go check out the inside in a second. Right now, there were a ton of pictures to take, about half of which were probably going to her grampa so she could tell him and his junky ass space jalopy to suck it.

Which she would regret, because Rick knew about what happened to the last one, and he would not hesitate to remind her.

Which was a totally healthy exchange for a grandfather and his granddaughter, really.

"Pffft. Stealth." Summer waved a dismissive hand. "Never really my forte. But hiding in plain sight, now...that's my jam. And there's no hiding anywhere but plain sight with this baby now...."

And now that her pictures were sent and posted, she had to look it over again and gave maybe a little bit of an excited squeal. "Ugh! It's perfect! I am so taking her out tonight!"

To which dimension, she still wasn't sure, but she could think of a few places where a hot little ride like this might get her some very wanted attention.