Lounge Rouge

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*The alcohol had taken its toll on DelaFontain, but he was still coherent enough to see the the metal butlers coming towards him*

"Get your metal paws off of me you filthy machines..."

*The Robots stop at the first sign of hostile resistance, DelaFontains reaction exceeded the parameters of "cautiously" and they automatically move into a safety-standby mode, awaiting for the proper commands from Mr. Malrone to forcibly escort DelaFontain out of the Lounge*

"...I got one word for you Malrone....PROMETHIUM...."

*The Lounge seemed to fall silent for the brief second that DelaFontain let that one word hang in the air and searched the Station Administrators face for a hint of a reaction. He pushed himself toward the last Magnum of Ale and filled his glass, all the while not taking his eyes off of Malrone*

"...and all I need.....(hick-up)... to be able to get some to you....(Burp)....ehhhh excuse me (hick-up), this is very good Ale..... is a contact in Tau 29..."

*DelaFontain with some effort, threw one of his legs in the direction of an empty bottle resting in the chair in front of him and manages to kick it out of the way. He recomposes himself slightly and gestures magnanimously to Malrone to sit*

"...Have a seat sir, if you would, it could be profitable..."

*DelaFontain reaches into his inside jacket pocket and pulls out a small black box with one red blinking light and sets it on the table, he looks around the lounge and then back at Malrone and winks.*

"...Frequency scrambler....can't be to safe these days ya know...(blech)...just in case anyone is listening."