~Pete looks around for the disembodied voice like an idiot~
"What the....? Holy moly, a talking basketball.... hey Dis, is it really you in there?"
~Pete goes to rap on the floating sphere, whence a small lightening bolt zaps Pete's hand, and he quickly snaps it back with a yelp~
"It really is you in there! Here's to returned mates. Yeah that X-scow, heh, it's a real tub."