Those were babes, Pidge. Totally different form marine life.

[Somehow this works out in Lance's head as something that makes complete sense. Of course once it comes out his mouth it's nonsense, but what else is new?

Lance stands and moves toward the door, glancing at Pidge over his shoulder. He's still grinning, still excited, and nothing can bring him down from this high.]

Okay, cool. Let me just grab the tickets from my room. Meet you outside?