The comm terminal was flashing again, when Lou exited the shower. It was a message from Moe: "Kid's back with some cardie. Already drinking on your tab again." He dressed up, exited his dorm and passed through the docking bays on his way to the lower level of Niverton. As he entered the bar he saw Ted sitting at the same chair as the previous day.
"Got back early, ahn? I thought you would get here later tonite. I bet the breeze of Malta's mountains did wonders to your humor..." - said Lou while he sat down, grabbing the second glass of whiskey and taking a sip - "Anyway, I received your manifests, and the docking master tells me it's all ok with the cargo, and the cardie is already being sold at the commodities vendor in the main level. Well done, Ted..." - Lou shifted his weight and inclined back in the chair, lighting up a spliff. He appreciated the flavor for a while, and released the smoke while talking - "You fulfilled your part with ease, I must admit. And there are plenty of business opportunities for a pilot like you here at Niverton. Now, the question that remains is: are you really willing to become a Rogue, kiddo?!"