Flynn looks in his bottle with one eye before taking a sip. "Don't know yet. We've some unopened messages aboard the Argo. Might be something worthwhile. Or not... If that's the case, I'm thinking of hitting one of the houses of Pleasure. Rather an adventure in bed then no adventure at all." He spins around on the bar chair and takes another sip. "I'm taking it you'd want to come along if there was another contract available? Ha! Of course you do. You need some bloody money after all."
The mercenary takes a last sip and slams the bottle on the bar before getting off the bar stool. He spots an angry looking alien striding towards them. "Uuuhh... And let's go quick because I may or may not have cheated on that last game." As Flynn says that 3Y3 comes flying over from under the table that he was just playing at.