"O.K., Ollie, O.K."
One month out:
"Get out of the way!" yelled Brunei. He gave the dragon a kick. It mooed plaintively.
"That wasn't very nice, Ollie," said Lazar.
"That dragon is always underfoot," said Brunei. "Why don't you get rid of it?"
"I've taken a liking to it," said Lazar. "Besides, what about your Saint Bernard?"
"This ship is getting too cluttered up with everyone's hallucinations," said Brunei. "Ever since ... when was it, a week ago?... ever since we've been able to conjure 'em up by ourselves, and make everyone else see 'em."
Daker dematerialised the woman on his lap. "Why don't we get together?" he said.
"Get together?"