[b] "Ah...Mmmm-Maverick, your plant may be suited here..."[/b]

Maverick chuckled and nodded. It was cute when she had difficulty with the English language. He took the moment then to wonder about her own, and how foreign it would be to him. Exotic and outlandish. He could already imagine himself beginning a life on the verge of space with a vessel of his own with Qyx as his wench-maiden, voyaging with a cut-throat hardy crew aboard his space pirate ship. As he wandered through his wondering, a little chrome tray arrived with a stylish silver device which Qyx had called a Lifesaver. Maverick immediately fitted it around its neck. He wasn't one for caring about his appearance, but typically he enjoyed his accessories especially for their utility. Anything called a Lifesaver was automatically useful. Tracing over its sleek design he giggled a bit to himself like a giddy child. Qyx had explained it didn't need to remain visible, but Maverick had already made the choice, that if he was going to be in space, might as well look the part. He mentally noted that Jennifer, the old lady, was the only other person there who seemed genuinely fascinated by the device. [i]Cool[/i] he thought to himself.

When Qyx gestured for Maverick to look at the greenroom he immediately ducked in without hesitation. He admired the room, she had Halid, Fluorescent, and even high pressure sodium bulbs for vegetative and flowering. The room even had nifty green lights which lit up on the floor, and ceiling, similar to the hallways, which would diffuse the incoming lights from the variety, and not interfere with the growth of the plants. He rubbed his chin, impressed, but his mind was already devising plans for improvement. He would need to build a make-shift cloning nursery, because of course, darling Sydney would be the mother plant. And that would allow him to continue growing marijuana from the Connector for as long as he was aboard. Maverick could already see himself selling weed among the cosmos, spreading the reputation of Earth ganja growers across the galaxy. [i]Mwuahahahaha[/i] Maverick typically laughed maniacally in his head. His face was pulled into an odd expression that if anyone would have seen, they would have considered him deranged. 

[b]"Maverick, you're in room 9 which is next to this greenhouse room."[/b]

"Woohooo!! Thank you madame!" He responded as he prepped his setup. He made sure to clear all the other flora in the room away, and moved them and their lights to the edge of the room. It was also really convenient that they were on chrome wheeled tables and their light fixtures were on parallel beams which extended across the ceiling, which could be "unplugged" and fitted onto another socket (even the sockets were alien, but Maverick could understand that by design, they were meant to be simple). He nestled Sydney on a singular table in the middle, and noted that the room even had "spigots" that attached to the beams which (as he noted from the other plants) could be irrigated with tubing. Each spigot receptacle even had a timer notched right above it. Although, the timer itself, he couldn't quite yet understand. Maverick stood back in the doorway, admiring his quick setup, which would be perfected soon. He blew a kiss to Sydney and exited the room, only to notice Jen and Devon standing in the hall, discussing what to do next. 

[b]"We could always wander around."

"That seems rude."[/b]

"I agree with Jennifer. My vote goes for wandering." Maverick flashed them a broad smile and waved casually as he approached them.