So, 1050 nuyen later, Ubon starts sniffing the air, and then his ears perk up.  He leads her through the crowd, past arms dealers, bootleg trideo and sim peddlers, past exotic (often illegal) food salesmen... which is where he turns around, comes back to, and starts sniffing around.  Apparently he's hungry...<br/><br/>"Hey, keep that... that fox have nine tails?" the woman ork sitting nearby says, focusing her aged eyes on Ubon "The hell is it?  Never heard of no nine-tailed fox ever being seen..."