Aldritch took it gladly between two heavily armored fingers and nodded her thanks before taking a long drag off it.  She seemed to roll the smoke around in her mouth for a second before blowing it out both nostrils like a torrent of steam from an engine.  Apparently satisfied she lowered it slightly from her lips and grinned.<br/><br/>"Quality.  Hope yer inta cigars; got mer brands than stars in the Void.  M'reckonin' some 'o us already know each other from past scores, unless I'm misreadin' some 'o the familiarity passin' back 'n ferth.  As fer me, I'm<em>always</em>new."<br/><br/>She glanced back to the Captain and cocked her head towards the ship.  "So, we gittin' off soon?  I love shootin' the shit as much as the next gal, but all this standin' around makes me itch somethin' fierce."