Several Days later...
After a routine week of blowing up BHG battleships and interdicting traders, all seemed normal in the Tea house. Watsas was sitting at one of the tables, tinkering with some sort of machine that nobody knew or cared about. The rest of the regulars at the Tea house had yet to arrive, save a Junker Cardimine runner who had drank himself into a coma.
Watsas, apparently fed up with working with his machine, changed the channel on the Holovision to what appeared to be some kind of Home improvement show.
Quote:"...in under a week, we took this boring bathroom and turned it into a traditional Kusarian masterpiece.
After a brief and complete destruction of the previous fittings, we installed classical Kusari architecture with a hint of modern functionality. And with only $250,000 credits spent, plus a week of hard labor, you too can have a home like this..."
Watsas looked away from the holovision, for the first time taking note of the cold, unwelcoming, metal fittings of the interior of the space station. The lack of any 'flair', 'warmth', and 'decoration' whatsoever. Watsas continued to watch the home improvement show for several hours before it ends, and a crappy music video segmant comes on.
By this time, several of the regular bar patrons are beginning to arrive.
"Meats... I have come to the realisation that our interior decor; sucks. This whole tin can feels like the inside of a pipe. Same metal rivets, same exposed piping and wiring, same windows two feet thick to prevent this can from depressurising... I need, A CHANGE!" Watsas commented.
"This space station needs to be COMPLETELY remodeled. We need to gut the paneling, get some of those Oriental... woody, papery things, and bamboo all over the place. Cover every bit of exposed metal, add some sort of indoor lawn, change the shower facility into a sauna with a hot tub, get decorative lampshades over all the interior lights, upgrade the heat exchanger arrays, and while we're at it, kill off all those little Lizard-Cat things that we
still have rooting around the air ducts." Watsas ranted, drawing the attention of everyone with the misfortune of being anywhere within earshot.
"So, who is with me!"