General routines completed, Joseph did a thorough check through the systems, being sure to ping Feronia whenever he needed access. More than once when not even necessary. "Doll, we got more catching up to do later, but Mr. cap'n I think wants me in the mess. I got what I need, thanks for all the help gorgeous."<br/><br/>"Well aren't you the charmer?" She cooed back. "Oh I think I'll enjoy letting you take control." the undertone in that statement was not missed, and Joseph smirked wide and made his way down to the mess hall.<br/><br/>He was last to arrive he gathered, but the captain wasted no time to get started once he did. Joseph took a seat at the end of the table, not bothering with the chips set out for everyone.<span style="font-style: italic">'A transport job eh?'</span>He thought to himself. Easy enough from the start, but he waited for the catch. Not much work for a mercenary delivery crew. The painting surprised him, but he had been on stranger jobs before.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"We won’t be stealing it… at least not officially. We’ll just be claiming it.”</span><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">'There we go.'</span>The catch, it seems this time, would be the captain's moral code. He smiled, happy it was nice and grey. He continued listening to the plan, giving an easy going smile and nod once given his part in the job. Not unexpected, and he wasn't letting it get to him.  "No worries cap'n, I took the job as the ace pilot and that's what i'll be. Besides, can't leave Feronia all by herself now.." He said, the tone in his voice smoothing over the words. "That'd be ungentlemanly." As much as he liked the flirting however, he couldn't help but have a craving for pancakes.<br/><br/>With the captain's final words, Joseph stood and made his way back to the bridge. "I'll get set up to take off, be ready in twenty so long as we got everything we need on board."