[ Don't like the stomach? Zell is looking down as Jim does it. Putting his own hand over Jim's to keep it in place. ]

Whoa. [ That's in response to the planet core. ] The whole thing was man made, huh? Man, just think of the work it would take to make your own planet. [ Or hollow one out to make it more machine. Rolling over partially to throw a leg over one of Jim's and rest his head on his shoulder. He's careful of certain places. ]

How long did it take until things went to hell?