"Maybe Solo didn't have the abs for it." Robbie would be lying if he said that he never liked the scene or costume. Although age has given him some better perspective on things, he has a dim recollection of having a discussion about chicken breasts versus chicken legs with someone as a teenager. He's not that far removed from answering things like that with 'can you blame him?'

Actually... "Huh. I wonder if that's the real reason behind this place. Get everyone in Xena costumes, throw a little romance in the air, profit?"

Robbie makes a face at the thought, having successfully grossed himself out on the thought of someone enjoying this as much as his 12-year-old self enjoyed the metal bikini.

"But at least the profits won't be on aloe, yeah," he adds weakly as he turns to look at the mountain in an attempt to obscure what he says next. "I don't know who Janeway is."