Charles Dee, an aging Gateway captain walks calmly into the bar. He takes a seat at an empty table for two, and hails a waitress over.
"A Liberty Ale, low-strength thanks. I'm getting in the Train soon - got to be sober."
The waitress nodded, gave him a cute smile and went over the bar and poured the glass. Charles looks at his holopad and laughs - the Gibraltar was already fully-loaded with Boron. "The loading crew have done a great job", he muttered to himself.
As the waitress returned to the table with the bottle and glass, Charles stood up. He pressed a credit card into the waitress' hand and took the bottle from her - he had to go now.