Enjoying the food and booze as best as possible given the situation, as it does have a rather organic taste to it all. Which is a far cry better than what was on the ship, which is to be expected given the provisions I had to deal with on this mission. Oh well, I am stuck on this back water planet until that worthless can of wires and servos gets the ship repaired. Giving my newest best friend a totally innocent smile once I finish about half of the plate.<strong>"Ah yes, my name is Mikasa. Now be a good girl and forget about all me paying for all of this."</strong>Knowing full well that I do not have any of the local currency, waving my hand at the elf once more and making her get distracted away from the fact that I have not paid (Distract).<br/><br/>Finishing up the meal and standing back up, stretching some more and heading back outside to see what the local color is like and to get an better idea of the economics. There is always a market within these rat holes of towns, as I wander about looking for one. All the while force casting inertia armor and detect hostile intent.