Jackpot. Ryan had low expectations for these two, but as he overheard their conversation on his approach to the shop, he smiled. This would be a job worthy of his talents, and a ticket off world was worth its weight in gold. This was going to be interesting. 

Looking both ways, to make sure no one was watching, Ryan stashed the briefcase that contained the parts for his rifle behind a dumpster, before walking to the entrance of the garage. Several hovering devices floated towards him, causing Ryan to back off and remain in the alley. He didn't want to spook these two any more than he was about to. Leaning against the wall opposite to the doorway, he spoke up.

"If you are going to try to get off world using less than legal means,... Then you are going to need me."