To: Pepe ''El Comisario'' Ladron

[Pepe]

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Pepe "El Comisario" Ladron, at his privates

Senora Commodore! *jumps heavily in surprise. Cadiz base stumbles in its orbit and started stability regain maneuvers. Something exploded in the distance (might be some Freeport) and base is in standard orbit again*

Caramba!

Steiner? What Steiner?

Money? What money?

Ummm... wait a second... *he took few seconds to put himself together. Something exploded in the distance (as mentioned above) and his face is calm again*

I see... Seeing you not in uniform, senora, gives me impression we are talking about some mucho private business, si? Ok... I can settle you a private visit to our respected facility and even safe return. And of course I can put some additional spices in this chilli sauce we're talking about. Crete TV was making few episodes of their soap-opera in El Agujero and we can use some scenery setting they left.

Scenery Setting in El Agujero

Torture room, for TV set purposes only. But Senor Steiner does not know that.

I'm pretty sure you will be satisfied with our "somewhat theatrical" endeavour, Senora Commodore. And as you well percepted, it will cost you something. I want you to intercept Admiral Halls weekly tea supplies order and reverse it. Si, I want his ships to be unsupplied of tea, nice and gently, via Bretonian famous bureaucracy. I know Bretonnian Forces trust their paperwork more than their own common sense, so it won't be a mucho of a trouble for you. Additionally, I want all the tea to be misdelivered to our ship CNS-Sokol in Omega-5, coordinates be provided to neutral hauler. Feel free to leave traces where Senor Admiral's tea stashes ended.

Si?

*Pepe winks and reaches OFF button with his hand. Button thinks "wooow, what a macho" and cracks a bit*

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