"Heather Xanthopoulos." Yep, she knew her name was long. But she didn't care, because it was her name and that's what she wanted to be called. Anyway, she stuck the tag on her robe, scoffing at the NASA on it. As if. There was no way she could ever be a NASA scientist it wasn't just because she wasn't American.

And the question had a simple answer. Some people were just making it way harder than it had to be. "It's the study of stars and outer space." The 'outer' was important. Because if you just said space, well, it could mean many things. Like room. Or something to do with math that she couldn't remember right then.