That extreme temperature disparity made a surprisingly big difference!

"Planet Blah blah Handwavey," said Summer, settling into the pilot's sear with the small, inevitable satisfied sigh about it that she was never going to get rid off, then tapped a few things on her phone to confirm the time and coordinates for the portal once they got going out of atmo, "in the Because I'm Making This All Up Nebula." Her hands moved with swift knowledge over the dash as she talked. "They were waaaaay far up the Galactic Federation's butt, so they got boned pretty hard when we dismantled it a few years ago. Which means we're supporting a recovering local economy, too!"