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[Athenian]

The man at the CambridgeAir booking office was perplexed.

"Let me see....you have twelve tanks that you want in the first three rows of first-class seating on the red-eye to New London?"

The Junker looked around nervously.

"Yeah. Keep it down, buddy."

"But, Sir, this is a budget flight and is strictly a passenger-only service."

He looked over the Junker's shoulder. A Corsair was angrily hushing his unruly children.

"Well, Sir, it'll be a bit of a squeeze but I'll see what I can do."

He typed on the console.

"Right, sir, any luggage to check in?"

The Junker gestured at the bales of synthetic marijuana, the thousands of vials of cardamine and the huge tank of deuterium that were blocking the entrance to the space-port.

"That'll all be in the over-head compartment right?"

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