Rolsing nodded.  "I know you won't, Katie.  See you later!"  He vanished into the corridor, heading aft.<br/><br/>Right after she updated the social page, she got a ping from a vaguely known acquaintance.  Once, the<em>Hispainia</em>had hauled a group of Vargr ambassadors and military leaders and who knew what else to a conference at a base on one of the gas giant's outer moons.  The captain had hired a Vargr steward to help with the passengers, and it had worked out well.  The dignitaries seemed to appreciate the young male Vargr's work, and he'd done a good job on the ship.<br/><br/>Razzouks smiling muzzle featured prominently in the pic of himself that his social page used, and on her page, the Vargr had congratulated her on her good fortune.  "Next time you're at the Downport, we'll meet for drinks at the Crystal Orbit."  A quick message would find him available now, getting ready to ship on a large cargo and passenger job that was going to head into the Vargr Extents later this month.  The Crystal Orbit was also easy to find, and she'd only have to wait a few minutes before Razzouks showed up.