*Looking back he answered her toast. He started grinning like a madman.*
"When do I start?"
"And that's the beauty of being one of the '1%', you couldn't care less how others feel about you. Emotions in that line of duty are a sure way to stay poor as frack."
"Spoiled. I like it."
*He finishes his beer and stands up.*
"I'll have to make arrangements for a bucket load of new ships, with missing serial numbers and such, so if you'll excuse me..."
*He gentleman bows before Umber and turns away, walking towards the hangar and onto a hopefully exciting future..*