"Well shit, if you're gonna make food for me that's a whole different story."

Wry smile. "A quick way to your heart?"

"Not like I get a cut of the fares. Captain doesn't pay me enough to be nice to deadweights that don't do shit for me."

"Well, I'm certainly not a deadweight."

"Good to know."

"Bacon's my favorite."

"I'll see what I can do."

"Appreciate it."

"What time do you guys normally eat dinner?"

"Hour or two after we break orbit."

"I'll get working soon, then."

"Nothing to stop you from starting now, if you wanted."

"At least finishing my inventory."

"Finish your plan of attack?"

"Something like that."

"What do you have so far?"

She'll go over what she's found - and what she and Blossom brought with them (which is some very, very fancy stuff, including a pretty significant outlay of the type of things rare on ships).

"Damn. Y'all don't flinch from spending money, huh."

"Getting more isn't particularly challenging for us."

"That's a neat trick to manage."

"It has perks."

"Yeah, 'perks'. I bet."

"Just a few."

"What's the secret, then?"

"Just a bit of magic."

"What, you're street hustlers? Pickpocketing's not usually that lucrative."