Jason looked over his shoulder at the figure so cordially approaching him. Well, Steve...have a seat! Said Jason as he made room for the new arrived to take a place at the table. You were saying, Isaac...ohh, yes, I agree with that, I will actually shot a message their way for those plans. Meanwhile, let's hear mister Steve here and his idea for a ship...First, are you up to date with what we're talking here?!? Well, basically we need a ship to be able to plant mines, move those already existent and not go to pieces while doing so.
