A overly tall, rather skinny, man stands up, directly behind Juan
”"Stoner" Steve Squigs, reporting.” he fumbled for a moment with his synth weed cartridge before taking a rather long hit, while still standing, before continuing. ”While it has been some time since then, I am the former Adjudicator of Saltese Station, and I have a bolder proposition.” again he pauses, ensuring the whole room is hearing him. ”I propose we rebuild Saltese, within Texas.” a grin rapidly fills his face. ”You see, why worry about having the 'contraband' with our scrap sales when we can simply divide and conquer. Allow Junkertown to handle all our questionable sales within the safety of Puerto Rico, and let Saltese run amok with the Navy, Police, "secret" police, whatever the Government wants to throw at us to ensure we are, legal.” another pause, and another grin, ”Understand however that my proposition this isn't a simple base upgrade."
