He glanced her up and down again, thinking about her challenge. And then he smiled slowly, because he'd figured it out.

"Computer? Please prepare Captain Palu's usual coffee order."

And sure enough, a second later the light coalesced and swirled into her preferred brew, at exactly the right temperature. And the score so far: Tony fifteen, Imania love, ball's back in your court.

"And I'll have a vodka tonic."

Another swish and slight singing noise (seriously, how did this thing work?!) and a cool, fizzy drink appeared next. Well, at least Tony had his wits about him in this glorious future.

"Now. Will you please explain the engineering behind all of this?" he said, gesturing at the entire ship with one hand.