Sunny took a shot of vodka after the man walked up to him and asked for a job. He was stoned though, so most of the things the man said just went in one ear and out the other. He grunted a little from the kick of the vodka and patted the side of the table next to him where an empty seat was. "Have a seat, kid..." He said and calling the bartender again.
"This guy good?"
"Yeah Sir... He says he's lookin' for a mechanics job."
"Yeah yeah... I mean you know if he drinks. Get him whatever he wants." He tells the bartender and waves him off. He takes a pack of synthetic marijuana cigs rolled up and takes one out, putting the back between them and takes his out lighter out and lights the cig. Taking a long puff in he blows a cloud in the air.
"So... you can build a craft from scratch?... Not many people can say that... You'd be willin' to give me a little ... I don't know.... example... ?" He says while waving the cig around slowly as he holds it between his fingers. He takes another puff...
"We've got a hangar. We've got the parts.... a whole mound of premium scrap and hull panels just to name a few things... everything you need.... some enthusiasts might say... heaven... of a sort..." He says, puffing one more time. "...So i don't suppose... you could make whatever you like to show your craftsmanship?" He asks the man.