"Only nice, good people get souvenirs from space so if I ever go, you better not be a thief or you won't get a moon rock." Barry warned as he stayed leaned forward, arm resting on the chair he'd just been sitting in as he watched Leonard drive. "I sort of changed my ambitions though, I'm unlikely to go into space. I get motion sick. And dizzy."

He was not made for space. "Who are Mick and Teddy?"