Blaze watched the bartender mix the drink. Anti-Matter Cannon Oil?? He looked slightly worried.
"I guess there is a first for everything."
Blaze looked at Kalliste who had just asked him a question.
"Reason? Well, I'm a man of simple tastes. Women, booze, and lots of guns and pointy things. I guess it all just boils down to credits. Being a independent contractor, I will never come close to making the amount of credits your company makes in a day. I guess I want a taste of that for a change."
Blaze looked again at the bartender mixing the drink.
"I kinda want to taste that as well."
Blaze pointed to the drink being mixed, with a slightly worried look.
Blaze listened as the woman warned him about betrayal, snakes, and engine grease. He nodded to the woman.