Aldritch's lips curled just a bit too far at the sight of Salisa, though there was no malicious intent to be found in her gaze.  She afforded the woman the same amount of respect that she expected to be given.  If the Captain had wanted just any old merc she wouldn't have gone straight for someone like Pepper.  Her salary was high for a reason: one earned one's payroll just as one earned a reputation.  Anyone willing to pay for her services had earned the right to be spared any insults or belittling.  That, and Miss Ordret had a bit of a growing reputation herself.  They'd soon have to recount them over a few drinks, of that she would insist.<br/><br/>"Iffin' ye dun mind, Cap'n, I prefer Aldritch.  Or Cudgel.  Or That Bitch In The Tin Can," she added, flashing her teeth again.  "'N I dun plan ta be makin' problems.  I'm here ta quell 'em.  S'long as none of yer crew go out of their way to<em>make</em>me a problem, I think this be the start 'o a lucrative relationship."