Ellen watched as the man, introducing himself as Daric, shook her hand, and added playful titles to their names. Ellen gave off a annoyed chuckle as she let go of his hand. Stupido, she thought to herself. Maybe it was a stress-reliever, to joke about. Laughter was a medicine no pharmacist could recreate. He was to be on the cryogenics teams. Ellen thought that his way of joking around was going to be a good tool on their 20 years journey. She couldn't stay mad at a guy like him for too long. They had a week before launch. Whatever friendship they could establish before they were put into an icy slumber, would probably last for the whole journy. Shrugging the joke off, she ask Daric, "So, who's to know around here." Being someone taking someone else's place on the expedition, she didn't have the luxury of getting the crew roster like everyone else. Ellen felt left out in the throngs of people. She only knew one person, which was Daric, but anyone else was a mystery ... a mystery she didn't want to solve. "Truth is, I'm taking someone's place on this trip, and I don't have the crew roster. I think it would be good to know who's who when something big happens."<br/><br/>The tune from The Who's single,<em>Who Are You?</em>came to mind, reminding her of a Earth-based television show base on a CSI team. Ellen couldn't help but laugh at the thought of it.