Tak gave a nod, his sly smile returning as Tiala complimented her crew. "Gotta admit, I'm impressed," he said. "You certainly seem to have a... way with men." He paused, looking Tiala up and down as she stretched.<br/><br/>"Come, Sir," BN-K1 said. "I will show you to your quarters. And then to the cargo hold. And then back here. That will conclude the tour." It was always hard to tell with the droid, whether his flat affect was due to lack of emotion, boredom, sarcasm, or some mixture of the three. Nevertheless, he led the Nautolan over to one of the passengers' quarters, leaving Tiala to get changed.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Tiala emerged from her quarters just as the "tour" was drawing to a close. Tak made no secret of taking in the twi'lek's exposed figure, letting out an appreciative whistle. "I have to say, I like this ship more and more," he said.<br/><br/>Az, meanwhile, was oiling the blade of his vibroaxe, carefully cleaning it from the day's violence. He rolled his eyes as the Captain passed in nothing but a towel, though his eyes did eventually come to rest on the exposed length of Tiala's legs.<br/><br/>When the fresher door closed, Tak looked over at Az incredulously. "Does she always just walk around like that?"<br/><br/>"All the time," Az replied, his eyes still on his axe.<br/><br/>"Damn, if I knew anything about ships, I'd offer to work here."<br/><br/>"You should follow her," Az replied. "It's practically tradition. You ride on the<em>Lady Luck</em>and the Captain'll ride you."<br/><br/>"Now you're just messin' with me," Tak said, laughing.<br/><br/>"There is some truth to Azkal's statement," BN said, flatly. "Eighty-seven percent of all passengers aboard this vessel have engaged in sexual acts with the Captain."<br/><br/>"Eighty-seven percent?" Tak asked, his large black eyes blinking with incredulity. He looked between the droid and the zabrak for any hint of deception or trickery. Seeing none, the Nautolan nodded. "Eighty-seven percent, huh? I like those odds..."<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Tiala had just managed to get the shower temperature to her liking when the door of the fresher hissed open behind her. Tak was standing there, taking in every inch of her bare form, grinning hungrily.<br/><br/>"I know you called dibs," he said, "but from what I hear, you don't mind a little company." The nautolan peeled off his shirt, revealing a tautly-muscled chest, as he leaned against the door to the shower.