[@Dartbored Fairy]

	"Pleased to meet you Pirila!" Dino replied in a hearty tone, hands still on his hips, then watches as she makes her way out of sight up stairs. "I'll be right down here with these primitives if you need a special something!"   

[@Zyngard][@Doc Doctor]

	"Speak of the devil!" Dino says, taking his attention to Donny, "A real life Neanderthal playing dress up real peoples clothes. How delightful!" 

Dino then listens to Donny, nodding his head in a condescending way as he speaking his piece. When Donny is done, Dino is about to answer his question, but is interrupted by a pudgy yet tall man, who is appears to be very upset, maybe angered about his inability to wrap his undeveloped mind around the philosophical matters he begins ranting about.  

"Fuck You, you say? Interesting name you have there." Dino chuckles when Fuck You starts to walk away, and turns to Donny, stating; "And he thinks [i]I'm[/i] the vain one. Heh!" 

Ignoring the rest of Fuck You's ranting effort to philosophize about God, of all things, Dino takes the moment to answer Donny's earlier question: 

"I'm not entirely sure what you said there, young man. Something about a job and a warm meal." Dino seems chuffed by the prospect, but adds; "I can't offer you a job, I do apologize. But you see, after cramming as many of our people into our fleet of space ships during the pending destruction of our planet, we don't really have any room to spare - But I tell you what! If you stick around, I'll take you on up to my Flagship in any case, might even let you sit in the captains chair! How does that sound?" He gives Donny a chummy slap on shoulder. "And yes, of course, a warm meal in the Foodhall would be fine by me! You never know, if one of my crew dies, maybe you can take their place! Now, what is your name, young to middle aged man?"