His men were too. Ainu Depot bar was almost out of Scotch.
That would be an issue, if anyone thought about actually selecting a drink anymore. Mostly it was just point at bottles, and grunt.
A livid Diana Blane stormed in. She walked up to the table the drunken Mandalorians were seated at.
Her voice was cold. Like Liquid Nitrogen would be if it was colder than it is.
"I have to come to Kusari to find the Mandalore in a... brothel!?!"
Billy opened one eye. It would have to do.
"Not a brothel. Say "establishment". Don't offend them. They got us Glenfiddich."
This fact justified anything to him at the moment.
"B'sides...", Billy continued, "It's Ani's fault. He lived here last year. Or at least they all seem to know him. And I had to pay his debts. And I think maybe even some child support. It's all good. They found us Glenfiddich."
He closed his one eye, then raised a finger.
"Got paid twenny mill. Captured a Kusardessroyyer.." His tongue was not doing what his brain was telling it to do.
Diane looked at him quizzically and translated from Drunken Billy in her head. (She'd had experience doing this..) When she figured it out she looked impressed, to say the least.
"You captured a KUSARI DESTROYER?!?!"
Ani Ducar looked up briefly from the bosom of a young woman long enough to give a nod and a thumbs up, then returned to his happy place.
Daniel Auxier gave a grunt which may have been acknowledgement of the truth of the statement, or maybe he was passing wind. Or both. He then said "Blood Dragons got it. Very satisfied with the customer service."
The Mandalore opened both eyes, focussed on Diane with effort, and said very slowly, so as to actually be understood..
"Twenty"
"Million"
"Smackerooos.."
Diane Blane sat down slowly and ordered herself a stiff drink of her own, no longer even close to grouchy.