Departure
What kind of a fucked up moth am I anyway? The flame is down there on the ground, not a zillion miles away. My mind is having a tough time coming to grips with what I'm doing. It's like I'm watching some movie and I just can't believe how stupid the main character is being.
Layover
Okay, I'll admit it. I'm starting to get a little bit excited.
Arrival
Vegas, baby!
Whoo hoooooooo!