Up the ladder and through the hatch, "Passenger Country," as Sue had called it, was a bit more spacious than the crew area lying directly below it.  The rooms were a bit larger, and the decor more relaxing and less utilitarian.  A small cleaning device zipped by, probably some sort of low intelligence automaton performing a routine function.<br/><br/>The Common Area split the passenger deck into roughly equal-size forward  and aft compartments, and the amenities were much nicer up here as compared to the crew area below.  A locked, but well stocked, liquor cabinet hung on one wall, with glasses stored below it in a bulkhead locker.<br/><br/>Suddenly, the Captain walked in.  "All done--got a cargo to haul, now, so things are looking up.  What do you think of our ship?"  He gave her a smile, and pointed at a food prep area off to one side of the compartment.  "There's the passenger galley," he said, then pointed at the overhead area.  "There's a pool table recessed into the overhead, and that can double as a dining table, over and above the small tables and seats already scattered around the room."