You wake up next to them.

[Cross Ikon]

Maybe we're all just on Space-Meth, and we think we're walking out my door...

 

[Noamd]

It might not even be your door.... I don't do spice and neither should you.... *Collapses onto the floor asleep*

 

[Coci Heavenshield]

My job is done here.

 

[Cross Ikon]

No, no, no.... You gotta get these bastards out of my room, space-viking lady...

 

[Slot 19]

As much as I love theses little secret rondevous of hours, Admiral, I'm beginning to wonder if I'd find more pleasure by just killing you.

 

[Noamd]

*points blaster at Luminara* No

 

[Cross Ikon]

Oh, look... Zebra-lady is on spice, too...

 

[Ynnead Longeye]

No.

 

[Devorah Verd]

*eyes narrow* Who let you in here?

 

[Azrael]

Morning.

 

[Devorah Verd]

*smiles* Morning indeed...you may stay.

 

[Noamd]

... It's a trap!

 

[Flora Burn]

Yes and know I have drunk all your rum

 

[Noamd]

I don't own rum... or alcohol in general

 

[Lysle of the Hydian Way]

I really hope what I think happened, didn't.

 

[Noamd]

It didn't happen... I hope

 

[Lysle of the Hydian Way]

Let's agree to never talk about this to anyone. Forever.

 

[Noamd]

If my theory proves correct that would be a... complication,

 

[Vulpesen]

 

[Una Gal]

I have no complaints!