Gyp raises his glass too and toasts. To the future and it's uncertainties! He then takes a sip. You do need to catch up Mr. Trenton, hehehe...
He then put his glass down and takes out a cigarrette that was hidden behind his left ear. After lighting it he looks at Marcus. You know there are bombs the size of this smoke...
He stares switching between the man and the robot, James seems surprised. Then Gyp breaks in laughter, as so does the Junker.
I'll cut it to the point, Mr. Trenton, simply because if you accept my proposal, we can start just immediately. What I came here for is to ask if you would be interested in me writing an article about you for the No Buns No Cabbages Reports. He drinks more wine as he watches Jame's reaction. I'd like to see what a life in a Salvager is like, what the daily job of a prosper Junker as you looks like, what perils and retribution await around the corner of each new day... Would you accept me on board for some weeks to make a full periodism-ish investigation on how is it like to be James Trenton? Fnord.
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