Jocasta set a shotglass on the edge of the table, one at each pocket. She filled them indiscriminatley with liquor from bottles, barely glancing at the labels. She shot the cuffs of her jacket and racked the balls with quick efficient motions. Small electromechanical charges in the balls adjusted their positions slightly so that they were perfectly positioned. She dropped back and took one of the ques, telescoping it out with a flick of her wrist before snagging a slice of pizza.

"I suppose we will need to bolt it to the deck if we keep it," she mused, running a hand across the edge of the table.

"Might make getting vehicles in here harder," she pondered, looking regretfully at the space where the speeder had sat. The vehicle had been sold to fund the mech purchase. The mech itself was suspended from working rig in the far corner of the hanger back, looking decidedly worse for wear after its outing. Cygi appeared against the holo projector dressed as a news anchor in a button down red blazer. A moment later the holo lit up with some clips of Neil's fight. Two men with overdeveloped physiques and ear pieces were enthusiatically breaking down the action. Cygi looked dissaproving and then vanished, reappearing a moment later to pick up a holographic copy of one of the liquor bottles and taking an imaginary pull.

"Hey," Jocasta called to Neil, snapping his fingers to draw his attention.

"We watching, or we playing?" she asked.