*pink pony club by chapell roan plays, Christina can be heard singing along*

*song continues until it's suddenly cut off just before the chorus*

*laughter (not sure who, maybe reid?)*

Christina: "yesss. Wait! Where's the chorus?"

Man (Reid?): "I know."

Christina (over unclear murmurs from other crew): "No. Call Them. Call them. That is cruel."

*background hum of ship only clear sound for a couple seconds*

Christina (softer than before): "We need the chorus."

Reid (now talking to Mission Control): "We need the chorus."

Christina: "Come on, guys."

Mission Control: *laughs*

Christina: "No, really."

Mission Control: "We'll try again next time. Good morning, there's a couple alarms I did want to talk with you before--"