Sunbucks Cafe

[Garrett Jax]

As Garrett and Doc discussed the merits of Sunbucks coffee, Venators and the pitfalls of low supply and high demand economics, the little cafe was starting to fill up. First, there was Sergeant Valent sitting with the two Admins, nodding his head slowly, pretending he knew exactly what they were both talking about. Next, there was a determined looking fellow standing at the door, trying a little too hard not to look guilty. Behind him, was a sharp dressed man in uniform that wore a concerned expression on his face and looked a bit lost.

Garrett noticed the fellow was holding some sort of LPI credentials. He must be high ranked. Finally, these mortals are showing us some respect around here.

Garrett excused himself from Doc and approached the fellow by the door. "Mortal, I wish to convey to you my thoughts on your staff and the coffee I just sampled."

Garrett reached into his coat pocket and grabbed a set of keys.

"You have a fine establishment here," Garrett told the startled looking fellow. Your officers went out of their way to help me and I appreciate that. The coffee was divine and I may make arrangements in the near future for one of your kiosks to be installed at the Temple. You should be proud of what you have here. Thank you for the coffee."

With that, Garrett handed the confused looking officer the keys to the Venator. "Be careful with my ship," he cautioned. "No scratches, no removing equipment from it and when I come back for it in a week, it had better be clean. Do I make myself clear?"

The officer nodded and took the keys.

"Good," said Garrett. "I'll be back in one week."

Garrett and Doc walked out of the cafe together. Behind them, was a confused looking man holding the set of keys to Garrett's Venator, a sharp dressed man in uniform with an angry expression on his face and a Sergeant slowly reaching for his tazer...

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