The crew of the Corsair entered the cantina and scanned the scene. Most of the patrons in here were snookered drunk on comet wine, with the exception of the talented young violinist that was playing up on stage. Bethesda was the first to point her out, "There, look she's got pink hair!"<br/><br/>Heck took note and listened to a few bars of her playing before a cruel grin crept onto his handsome face, "Pretty, she can navigate, and she can play the fiddle huh? Not too shabby, I think we've got a winner gang, what do you all say?" Heck said, as he and his small crew cut through the crowd toward the bar.<br/><br/>"I wish we could find a nice pig-woman! Nice thick snout and a curly little tail....." Wizard said and he ordered a glass of comet wine.<br/><br/>"Your kind are all fat and smell horribly, I don't know if your tastes mesh too well with the groups Borgort!" Beth added in.<br/><br/>"MY TASTES??? Mine, really? OINK, I think you should go look in the mirror before you go critiquing others tastes!" Wizard shot back, his fat piggy forehead was squished up with frustration.<br/><br/>"A mirror? Why? Is my hair out of place or something?" Bethesda asked in all seriousness, picking up a shiny glass and trying to check her appearance.<br/><br/>"Alright, both of you stop bickering! Beth your hair looks fine! What do you two think about the violinist with the man's name?" Heck stopped the argument in his tracks.<br/><br/>"Are you sure it's even her? Pink isn't even that odd of a color in this day and age, and knowing your luck you'll end up kidnapping a simple musician and we'll be stuck out in the outer dark again!" Beth retorted.<br/><br/>"Well I guess you two could be right.....Alright, I will stay here and see what I can find out about her. You two go and meet the Gormerian Drug dealer and get us a load of Blackhole grade smack! We'll meet back in the loading dock when we've both got our respected 'packages' ." Heck finished and both Beth and Wizard finished their drinks and headed for the door.<br/><br/>Heck ordered another drink, he waited for the end of her song and then started hooting and hollering, "WOOOOHOOOO NICE FIDDLIN' YOU SOUND GREAT! LET ME BUY YOU A DRINK!" He called out and fought his way through the crowd toward the stage, holding up the drink for pretty girl with pink hair. Heck's handsome face stood out in the crowd, and he let his charm shine as much as he could, hopefully she was a fan of charming, good looking men.