"Thank you," he said gratefully to Ceres when she brought his drink. He removed a slip of paper and wrote down the location of his domicile. "Just bill to my quarters please." Repayment of debts for services rendered or products purchased would be remitted immediately upon receipt, a nifty system set up for combat personnel, as they weren't always able to carry around their preferred methods of payment. Kaz hadn't received his banking implant just yet or he would have simply swiped the scanner over it.<br/><br/>After Ceres wandered away, he turned his attention back to Shira with his glass in hand. Bringing it to his lips, he took a small sip and held the liquid in his mouth, savoring the flavor before finally swallowing. "Mmm... that's good." A good drink after a long day could sometimes be compared to a nice massage or a hot bath, especially if one did not overdo it. In Kaz's situation, he preferred to keep creature habits to a minimum so as not to become dependent on them. Addiction ran in his family, and he himself had his own demons to deal with. "Shira it is then. Same goes for you... Kaz is just fine. No need to be formal here."<br/><br/>Another sip.<br/><br/>"I'd have never pegged you for a barfly at the quietest place on Pioneer. You're full of surprises. As for me..." Kaz shrugged his shoulder, inhaling deeply inside his glass before taking another drink. "... this is my preferred setting. Quiet. Intimate. The cockpit can get pretty loud, when you have the roar of the power core, weapons firing, the hydraulics constantly whirring and hissing... One can only tolerate it for so long before one goes crazy. So i find places like this so I don't go crazy." He chuckled a little to himself, then took a moment to more properly observe his companion.<br/><br/>There was something attractive about her, in a home-grown kind of way. She wasn't like the other bimbos he'd usually seen, caked in makeup and cosmetic surgery. She may have been more metal than most of the people he'd ever met, but her personality was authentic. He wondered for a second if he should speak that aloud or just keep it to himself. Perhaps that wasn't the right time for such a conversation, so he stored it away to give him something to say in case their conversation went dry.<br/><br/>"How was your first day? Did they get you settled in alright?"