[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=f9ad81]Foy Coiffeur[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i.pinimg.com/originals/de/32/ca/de32ca1bb56ed12e256aa147a7a911c4.jpg[/img][hr][b][color=f9ad81]Location:[/color][/b] Newhope - Lady Luck (Table, Main Room)
[b][color=f9ad81]Skills:[/color][/b] Carouse, Perception [hr][/center]

	Foy accepted the cards as they were being dealt to him, setting them one atop another facedown on the table. He did not choose to look at them at this time, though when Jahosafat called that he was opening for 30, Foy snapped his fingers and peeled off the appropriate scrip from his stash of per diem that he allowed himself for the evening. Wordlessly, he set the money on the table in front of him and pushed it forward slightly, indicating that he was, in fact, in. His temporary lack of verbiage was due directly to the fact that he was looking across the table at Jacqueline, his initial mote of distrust in the woman broadening. As it happened, the level of interest he had in her words and actions were broadening as well; it was not everyday that someone self-identified as a Chiseler. The bit about being a nun was mildly amusing, too. 

	[color=f9ad81]"Very well, madame. I acquiesce to your insistent prodding as to my, ah, [i]function[/i] within the confines of my existing personnel. Without being too horribly succinct, I shall endeavor to relate my role in simple yet descriptive terms."[/color] Foy held his gaze with Jacqueline, even going as far as to allow a slight smile to grace the space underneath his fine, well styled moustache. There was a dramatic pause (as befitted his nature) while he swirled the whisky in his glass and casually took a sip, but then he did begin speaking in earnest. [color=f9ad81]"Prior to taking the reins and expanding the Coiffeur industrial legacy into something spanning planetary systems, I engaged in varied rigors that have made me knowledgeable in, and valuable to, a number of contractible entities. The people under whom I have generously given terms of service in exchange for this training understand the value therein, alongside a certain sense of both moral flexibility [i]and[/i] professional ethic, resulting in highly lucrative offers for my services as an Independent Contractor. Reputation has a way of spreading about, as reputation will, and recent years have borne my witness of offers for contractual obligation from many sorts of parties, be they Allied, Browncoat, or less flamboyant private parties who choose to remain anonymous, generally."[/color] 

	Another sip, followed by, [color=f9ad81]"My last such contract, which I have unfortunately had to terminate early due to factors most mitigating (though with my financial needs attended) was as a crew's [i]Tracker[/i], among other roles, one of which being Gunman. In shorter terms, my dearest, I am a specifically backgrounded Soldier of Fortune, who already possesses the Fortune."[/color] Foy smiled a toothy grin, demonstrating the finest of dentistry that money could buy, complete with dental bonding the likes of which were usually reserved for persons in the performing arts. [color=f9ad81]"Though the family's ancestral occupation is of prominence among my people, hence the fact that before everything else, I took only the most serious of studious attentions toward style, haberdashery, and of course, a masterful grasp of all things Barbering. And might I say, I should [i]adore[/i] getting you in my chair, young lady."[/color] 

	The smug Farradayan gave a glance to Jahosafat and added a vigorous, knowing nod to the motion. [color=f9ad81]"Oh, indubitably my fine sir, a rug-cut shall be most satisfying following this hand. Shall we commence with the hand then, Dr. Moreau?"[/color]