Commodore Aquiarre smiled and laughed politely at the joke, while sister Scalia thrust her hands underneath the table, disappearing completely as Commisar Antony went under the table himself.  Faint sounds of a struggle emerged while the Commodore thrust the contract on the cruiser forward.  "Here is our proposal.  Please sign it."  She said, keeping herself very carefully distanced from the fact that a madman was obviously wrestling with her Mistress at Arms underneath the table to try and put a couple of plasma rounds in Cortez' skull.<br/><br/>The security detail started pointing their guns at the table, as Sergeant Daniels signaled the entire group to go into alert mode and get ready to protect the Rogue Trader.  Lucky they had loaded paralyzer rounds into their guns instead of hypertoxins.