Michael raises an eyebrow, certainly sounds like a load of shit, and as much as Sam's pretty good at talking a line - he seems to be serious enough about it. Besides, who makes up a name like 'Milliways'?

"I don't know, Sam... I'm not really in the mood to travel. I'd kind of like to take a shower and wash my sheets." He shrugs, tucking into the small cup of goodness. "How far are we talking, here?"