Like Isi, Cal recognized the smile.  Growling in amused frustration she pushed off the counter.  “What 'ave ya done ta me ship, girl?” She lacked the height to tower over Ari but that didn't mean she couldn't try to be intimidating.  Her balled fists rested on her hips as she glared at the mechanic.  “Ya know we canna risk being stuck driftin', no telling when we'll need ta flash some'un.”