Lugo puts the cigarette in the ashtray and says...
Well I am more of a whiskey type myself, but I wouldn't turn down some good wine. If it is gallic indeed. I've heard that they make wonders with it.
Lugo lights another cigarette and waits for the wine... and starts explaining in the meantime...
Well Mr Toru, as you may have guessed I am interested in joining the Faze mercs under your command. I have contract with me as well. It is in relation of a newly built station called Fortitude. Are you familiar with the name?
