The priority message opened, and it displayed the text:<br/><br/><em>Katie:<br/><br/>Sorry about what happened.  The passenger's wife threatened to have our charter revoked, and the company gave me no choice in the matter.  <br/><br/>So, if there's some way I can make it up to you, I will.  Whenever you are back on Regina, or even in the system, drop me a line.  I'll keep an eye out for things that might interest you.<br/><br/>First and foremost, we're about to lift, and I can't talk to you directly, but I did put in a good word for you with the Captain Rolsing of the Jonquill.  The ship has a contract with the navy to do regular runs from Regina to Extolay, plus deliver other items around the sector to various navy bases, and Tron's a good skipper.  At least talk to him, if you get a chance.  It might not sound very exciting, but you never know.<br/><br/>Take care of yourself,<br/>Anari Lallistang, Captain</em><br/><br/>The message display showed two responses.  One from the<em>Ondrath</em>and one from the<em>Jonquill</em>.  That seemed fast!<br/><br/>The grizzled old spacehand stood up creakily, and moved to leave.  "Don't be trying to follow me, sweets.  I gots a girlfriend, and she'll cut ya' if she sees you sneakin' around me."  He shambled out, looking both ways in the corridor as if to see if he was being followed, then wrapped his coat around his frame, and headed off to the left.<br/><br/>The woman at the other terminal shook her head.  "Too much time in unshielded engineering compartments, if you ask me."  She continued to type away at the terminal.  "Looking for a job, 'Sweets'?"  She wasn't really looking up, just speaking aloud, but obviously to Katie.<br/><br/>[An intellect roll, please, to see what you can fathom about the woman's motives?]