"There's a silver lining in the corporate cloud, and the pretty post that you're taking as an, as an NCO of the great pretender... I should sure think so."

Maybe it was for the best that he wouldn't wake up. Natalie probably wouldn't have done this had he been awake. Or maybe she would have. She didn't even know.

"Wouldn't mama be proud?"

She was just stroking his cheek and making sure her voice stayed soft and quiet. She didn't need anyone else knowing she was comforting him with a song, when he himself would probably not even remember it.

"'Can I take your order?' asks the heavenly host. Ticket to the jetstream, blowing coast to coast. Long stemmed glasses, a movie, and a pleasant dream in mid-air.
You got to tell me quickly, 'cause we're almost there: wouldn't mama be proud?"