<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/65Y8ZMV.png)<br/><div align="center">Lazzar</div></div>Lazzar had been mostly doing a maid thing, offering lewd services to her fellow crew mates. She had made sure to visit Basit a couple of times for ear scratches, but generally whored herself out pretty equally. Just the addition of a new crew member had set her to a sunny mood.<br/><br/>"Uuf... That's shit luck for the boy. I don't mind this kind of 'charity' work though," she said, grinning. "Makes you feel like the work has some purpose."<br/><br/>She reached out to browse through the idol gallery. "Hot." She skimmed down the list. "Guess we can't grab all of them..."<br/><br/>Her absentminded perusing of idols went past<strong>a particular purple skinned beauty posing in bikini</strong>(https://i.imgur.com/vFab5cc.png). Lazzar hurried back to her. A wicked grin of fond memory spread on her. Ears flopped opposite ways as she giggled. "Hehe! 'Kay. I'll grab her." Bitch. One good gig outside of sexy shows and she thinks she's too good. Too high class to keep in touch. Although, given the planet she worked on Lazzar had a hunch the idol career hadn't exactly played out as clean as Reporaindier had planned.<br/><br/>She looked back to Smikey. "So what's the plan? Or is there any yet? I'm fine either way. Think I can wrangle one space elf by myself." Lazzar flexed her tiny but sturdy bicep. "Hmm. Oh, guess we could try hit idols of the same agency at the same time? That might be the smartest."