The year was 2091; technological advances were normal to the public and most of the homes were built high in the sky, if you have enough money, and everyone else has homes that just float up on hovering platforms big enough for a standard lawn with a protective fence. One of those people who made enough money to live in the former happens to be Remy Calloway, who was a very social bartender at a very exclusive night club. He was a charismatic night owl, so he was able to access more than just an increase in his income.

Remy was putting some ingredients he picked up to good use by making a few new drinks when, before he could grab another spice, a pippity zap, a boy doy void, his virtual reality phone was picking up a signal from an asteroid. Until then, he had forgotten he had made very special plans for the evening. The night owl rushed to his wardrobe and activated the attached body scanner. Thanks to that, Remy found him some duds and, lickety-split, checked the checker in his hip spaceship. The man looked proud in his black dress pants, white dress shirt, and white jacket since it wasn't every day where he could find time to wear those.

His ship knew where he was headed, but it dropped him off near an alternative mode of transportation since there wasn't a lot of good parking where he was going. Remy got out of the ship and found himself near a pair of robots that were surveying a teleportation pipe. Remy was so excited for the evening that it made him sing on his way there.

"Come and hop upon a rocket

Swing on a star

Til you seen a dog naggit'

Whoever you are

Everybody's different when you're way up town

Live at the Lunar Lounge"

Remy got into the pipe and waved to his robot companions on the way up. The next thing he knew, he was on the moon and could see a huge crowd piled by a saucer-shaped building. As he got closer to the building, the crowd was more energetic upon seeing him. Even with enhanced energy that came from many lifeforms from many parts of the galaxy, Remy was still able to hear the sang greeting as he was walking the red carpet.

"We're so happy that you stopped in

At the lovely Lunar Lounge

All the aliens are hopping

At the famous Lunar Lounge

We extend to you our kudos

For we know how far you came

From Andromeda or Pluto

You are welcome just the same"

As Remy was greeting everyone who could and couldn't come in with the same amount of respect, his watch was buzzing and he saw that he had a message from some friends of his that were also at the Lunar Lounge. The friends were famous in their own way from a different part of the galaxy and Remy wanted to introduce them as a surprise.

"In a universe of hipsters,

Of many persuasions,

Hip times four: the Quadratic Equations," Remy announced.

From a nearby stage curtain, a pokerfaced man's head with glasses on the face popped out and sang "one," a more energetic man's head with make-up on the face popped out and sang "two," a more chipper glasses-wearing man's head popped out and sang "three," and an emo man's head popped out and sang "four." They eventually revealed themselves as four heads on one body in a black shirt and black and red jacket from New York. The one body walked onto the stage and sang their own little harmonic tune:

"Four of me

I'm really hoping you'll adore me

Please don't ignore me for

My galaxy gal"

Nearby on Saturn, there was a half-boy wonder in black and yellow skating on Saturn's rings. On Saturn's rings, he does his thing, a vision in neon tights. He loved to skate his figure eight up there in the pale moonlight. He gave the crowd a wink as Remy was inside socializing more and getting more messages from friends confirming their presence. Remy was so glad to see the diversity at the Lounge, especially since he heard about the past being coated in bigotry. With so much respect, he greeted the space cats and kitties and greeted something really stellar: a scat-cat singing by the name of Gavin.

Gavin was a performing mutant cat man who had gained so much popularity since his youth and Remy was one of the people who was proud of how he had grown up. As Remy expected, Gavin was having fun scatting and the crowd was loving it.

Everyone was happy to see each other and greeted each other like friends and family. They knew to hop aboard a shuttle, swing on a star; together they could huddle, whatever they are. They knew they wouldn't judge since everybody's different beyond the Big Dipper live at the Lunar Lounge.