Later...
Guybrush and Wally were sitting in the rec room.
It wasn't much of a rec room, even after their refurbishment work on the Hermit's asteroid. There was a single forty-watt bulb in the ceiling, giving the room the dim, smoky air of an illegal gambling den. Under the light was a round metal table. There were a few cupboards, all full of board games, paper and other useless stuff. A dartboard hung on the wall, but there were no darts. No pool table, either. No electronic entertainment. There was a small stereo, but the only CD was 'Soft Rock Classics Vol 443'. It was currently in about twenty pieces.
Guybrush and Wally sat at the table, bored out of their brain.
"Let's play Monopoly," suggested Wally.
"Finished it an hour ago," said Guybrush. "Besides, half the money is missing."
"Scrabble?"
"We're both illiterate and you know it. Last time we played there wasn't a word on the board with more than three letters."
"A card game?"
"Give me a yell if you can find the rule book. And the cards."
They sat there in melancholy silence. Wally tapped the table a few times. "We can't just sit here all day. I'm going to fix the ion stabiliser." He stood up.
"You fixed it yesterday," said Guybrush.
Wally paused at the door. "The solar flare shields?"
"I checked them this morning."
"The navcomp settings?"
"You did it before you had breakfast."
Wally sighed and came back to the table. He rested his head on the metal surface. "Bored," he said.
Most of the journey had been like this. They were only four days out from the Hermit's asteroid, and they'd already done everything. Fixed everything twice, played every game three times, and there was nothing left to do. They'd chosen their course to minimize the possibility of encountering other ships, and so far hadn't seen a single one.
Guybrush was starting to wish he'd packed a few Tom Clancy novels. He was trying to hide it from Wally, but in fact he was just as desperate for something to occupy his time.
"What's there to do?" wailed Wally.
"Well... we could talk about something," said Guybrush.
Wally looked at him strangely. "Talk?"
Guybrush looked a little surprised at himself. "Yeah. Talk."
"What about?"
"Anything."
Wally looked a little dubious, but he shrugged his shoulders. "Okay. Ummm... do you ever think about women?"