Has been at this market all damn day! He's getting the stink eye and just<em>knows</em>they're gouging the prices. At the moment he's haggling with the water vendor, very loudly. His fists are on his thick hips. "And<em>I</em>told<em>you</em>! I ain't payin' a fraction higher than ten credits per gallon!" He growls, knowing in the end he'll pay the ludicrous fifteen credits per gallon. His family can't do without the water this season and it's all over the vendor's stupid, sunburned face that he knows it too. Kulgree raises himself to his full height, towering over the vendor's bent form and bellows. "Get yer foolish head out'a yer ass! This is good money I'm offerin'!" He knows it's a lost cause, but he plans to go down fighting.