"Which of those is it?" Tatjana asks, looking over the impound yard and the various ships staying there.

Fae nods her head in a slow sage like manner "I thought it might be somet like that. Is the stick stick standard fer all captin's? I show up just a weeeee bit tipsy, and he goes insultin' me."

She grins widely back at JJ "Nah, ain't no point splittin' my profits with ya." she replies in a teasing voice accompanied by a wink and another stretch, once again showing off her midriff, though this time it seems to be a conscious effort. She does in fact look like she could make money in that manner, perhaps even comely enough to be a companion, though so far she hasn't shown the discipline or personality of one.

She seems to have regained most of her sobriety, and is standing on her own with only a slight swaying motion. She attempts to look down at her cheek, fails utterly and then speaks to JJ again "I'll let ya loan me a kerchief though. Whats yer job here anyway?"

As Bruce attempts to comfort the drunkard lumped in with his crew, Braylock snorts at the insanity that she might be allowed to pilot the Pearl. He considers correcting the mechanic, but instead saves his breath and lets the man score the points where he may. He means well enough.

He gestures out to the Jade Pearl, mostly obscured behind several other ships, for Tatjana. "Back over there." A smile momentarily crosses his lips at the prospect of having her back, much like a husband on the last leg of a long journey from home.

He turns back to the paper pushers, his patience waning.

JJ produces an immculate handkercheif and hands it over to Fae with much ceremony.

"To be perfectly honest I'm not sure of my position aboard ship. Badger said he would speak for me and enable me to leave the planet. However he didn't." JJ seems miffed.

"I suppose I might offer my skill in persuasion and and negotiation. As well as my knowledge of custom and culture."