Cal couldn't keep from smiling.  The man was pissed, it meant he was desperate.  The offer was an insult, even if he were a half rate pilot.  “I ken pilot.  Been doin' it fer a bit now, ain't been left driftin'.  Me'be we need ya.  Me'be we donna need ya.  Bu' I ain't handin' over no ten percent ta someone I donna know. Ye wan' it? Ya gotta earn it.  An' earn it wi' someone else.  I'd considah seven.  If'n yer as good as ya say.”