And so, enemy becomes friend. Well, acquaintance becomes somewhat more amicable acquaintance. Well, co-worker is marginally less of a pain in the ass to deal with later, maybe. Progress!

You can tell this is the future, by the way, because her phone still works. You can tell it’s science fiction, however, by the fact that they’re using what amounts to smartphones. As though we won’t be on to wearables or implants or whatever else will be science reality in, like, 5 years or so. You’ll just have to suspend some disbelief on that one.

That, or just assume that “thing that looks like a smartphone” is the Far Flung Future equivalent of owning a rotary phone ironically. Because I guarantee we won’t evolve out of hipster irony before we attain commonplace commercial spaceflight.