"Yeah, I've a question for you," Dawn nnounced, stepping casually down the ramp of the ship while taking a pull off the flask before screwing the cap back on and slipping it into a hip pocket. Without waiting for an answer she folds her arms and stares at the man a moment. "What the hell do we need a Star Cruiser filled with assault troops for? Just what the hell are we supposed doing here with a piece of junk freighter like this, when they're sending in the heavy artillery?"<br/><br/>"And, where in the hell can a girl get a drink around here?"