The meeting room door opens with a low swish and in walks Red Sunset of the NLH....
"Wazzup Fellahs? Sorry I'm late, just been retiring a couple of Bounty Hunters that were pickin' on ma boys over at Islay."
* Throws himself inta a chair at the table*
"So what's this about acquiring a Gallian Cap, eh? It's a bold move alright and yeah it can be done, but, heck, I dunno. We got anyone who can captain a ship like that? We got a crew? And like Bret says...where we gonna keep her holed up? Heh, at least the funds ain't an issue."
"Pour me a slug o' that wine, eh? And pass me one o' them smokes too, eh? Let's have a think."
