"Trader?" He laughed rather loudly at that one before noticing he was in a public place and putting a quick end to that. "No, no, no. Money isn't my thrill. I'm an electronics enthusiast, you see. Computers, the neural net, ship software, etcetera..."
The waitress returns, placing his coffee on the table in front of him. "I would like some sugar, milk, vanilla creamer, and butter please." The woman stared at him for a moment, then walked off to fetch the supplies. His attention then returned to the woman before him, "And what of you? Name? Purpose? Interests?"
"THE HULL HAS BEEN BREACHED AND THESCIENCEIS LEAKING OUT!"