Mr. Ling and a few hired hands landed in the Montezuma Hanger, fashionably late as usual, but this time only by a few minutes. "Go, if I don't set up a Cigar Bar fast I'm gonna have eaten all the pizza." As he mentioned pizza, those 5 Rogues he'd rescued from a loose Zoner nodded to him, and made their way towards his cargo bay and the luxurious haul of pizza within.
He casually fixed his watch and suit and lit up a cigar as the people rushed around him carrying food and alcohol. Mostly food though. Pizza party or not, at least today seemed to be headed in the fun direction.
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