He tried to smile at the quip but couldn't quite summon the stomach for it; something akin to a movement of the tired lines crossing his face would have to suffice. Also seemed that names and formalities weren't going to be the scene of the day. Just as well really. Wasn't looking for a makeout buddy. 'Sides, fewer chances he had to screw this up the better.
"In truth is I'm more or less shooting in the dark. I've some credits but a lack of familiarity on how to best employ them."
A final lonely shot was bolted while Daniel took a half moment to consider his position, eyeing the passing traffic as the burn settled.
"In short I'm seeking to employ Interspace Commerce to perform a service for me. One which I'm not entirely sure exists." He turned his gaze back to the man sitting across from him. He briefly wondered if he had ever tried to kill him. "I have an individual, a young lady of troubled past, whom I wish to receive an education on how to keep both eyes open, mouth shut and move where she has little business moving. Dramatics of the statement aside I've little doubt that the corporations of Sirius often have cause to practice such traits."
He poured another shot.
"Let alone one which depends on not being one upped out their pocket change. I'm not looking for anything particularly fancy. Just as much miledge as I can squeeze out of this trifling sum."
