The cashier is obviously on some kind of artificial pep. From the well lit datajack pony-tail, it's probably some kind of P-fix, or at least some really good digital entertainment and the ability to multi-task really well.<br/><br/>A few late night street vendors are, well, not out yet, but among the two or three that don't have slightly more permanent places, they're fighting a wordless war of passive-aggression to get a better spot. The marina isn't completely lax about who comes in, but if you didn't know how deep the corruption went, it often seemed like that. But rest assured, every ship there was of a legal, honest citizen, or somebody had payed or done favors enough that the authority were willing to say they were legal, honest citizen.<br/><br/>It helped keep Bunny's boat from ever getting more than a minor search for graffiti or barnacles. There were other things that were also keeping Bunny's floating home safe, but those were secondary things at best.<br/><br/>Most of the messages are informational things related to keeping some of her SINS looking more legit. Coupon offers, messages from 'friends', the whole nine yards. Thankfully, those can be hidden with the tick of a box. On actual running stuff, there's a few shadowweb updates on the 'hunt', a few open-ish offers from the community (nobody took them because the offers involved trying to spy on people that were suspected of being involved, unfortunately most are behind the good kind of corp-sec), and two offers from actual Johnsons that got passed on Bunny.<br/><br/>The first one is a big courier job. Needs a boat, end goal is Ocho Rios. Pay is by weight of goods transported. Send inquiry for more details.<br/><br/>The second is simple enforcement. A Johnson's property is getting trashed by some punks. Deal with them however, and get payed. It's a flat 7k, but as long as they're gone for at least the next two nights, the job will be considered completed.