Jasmine glanced at Hex, stifling a giggle. "Hex, i-if you could...Key down to a micro of one hundred."
The Osiris reappeared, flickering within the width of the table. "There...quite an interesting ship. If I wasn't already occupied with something even larger, i'd try and get one myself." She chuckled lightly, looking back to Sarah.
A million dollars isn't cool. You know what is cool? A basilisk.
