"I figured I would be dealing with an annoying politician that didn't know how to remove their own head from their ass. Figured it was going to be more babysitting than, you know... Work. Most people know I'm not exactly the most patient person." That brought back the memory of Snoke's reprimand over him protecting some senator who was just convinced he was going to be assassinated. That thought was almost entirely true because at one point, Joran remembered wanting to shoot the bastard himself. Good thing not even a week later, Joran was sent by their Supreme Leader on that very mission.

"Girl things you say? Painting your fingernails? Applying flawless makeup that withstands high speed chases, along with five story jumps?" Joran smiled a bit as he lean the seat back while looking at the interior more closely. "Ah you have got to be shitting me." Of course it would be [i]his[/i] ship. Why wouldn't it be his ship. "Whelp. Once we get aboard the mothership, maybe we can drop this ship back to the planet... so you know, we don't have to deal with the owner later."