"There shouldn't be," Milia explained. "I filed the paperwork for it two months ago, and won the contract last week, so anyone else doing so would be doing so illegally, and would forfeit any rights to profits from the trade routes, which is, of course, the best reason for this," she said, smiling at her little joke; after all, that was exactly how she became wealthy, herself, when her survey team located a planet that was all but infested with a fungus that grew like weeds... and tasted like chocolate truffles. Now, it was a fairly common commodity, but for the few years when she had rights to a portion of the profits, she made a killing, and could have retired to live in luxury for the rest of her natural life.<br/><br/>"Yup, got a copy of the paperwork, and the contract, right here," Gidget added. "So, if there's anyone else there, we can report them for violation of inter-stellar law," she said, nodding firmly.