<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/7HI4r.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Phil<br/><strong>Occupation:</strong>Scoundrel<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Infirmary<br/><strong>Time:</strong>9/3/2505, Night<br/><strong>With:</strong>Yeah, pretty much everybody. Lance tagged.<br/><br/>The smuggler turned to face Lance.<strong>"Hey, look, Lance. Firstly, I understand that you're not so much in favor of the whole 'spying on your Alliance buddies' thing, but it was what I did, and I'd do it again given the chance. Secondly, I was nowhere to be found because I was busy trying to get a paying passenger,"</strong>here he gestured to Levi,<strong>"aboard the ship without either of us getting shot by the Levetts after you lot took off from the landing pad while we weren't even a kilometer away, so you'll excuse me if I find that particular line of questioning a little dry, because of... how did you put it? 'Right now we are just slightly in the red?'"</strong>Of course, he was leaving out that he had met Levi over a game of cards where he had been caught cheating and lost all of the money he had brought with him, but Lance didn't really need that information. Honestly it was enough for him to be able to dangle in front of Lance that he had brought in a very attractive source of much-needed cash without causing a fuss, as opposed to whatever had happened with the strikers and the Levetts while he was gone. He thought it only fair, since Lance was dangling the whole issue of Phil's rather checkered past in front of him.