It's not like you told me when you got here, hot stuff. [ He pointed out, a little grumpily.

He tipped the rest of his caf back, wiped his mouth, then put the cup down, ducking to look under the counter. He felt around, and sure enough - magnetized to the top of the container - he found the packet of credits and instructions, and he opened them up. ]

Right, well, I hope you're as good as you say you are, because it's not like I've got any crew. [ He grumbled mostly to himself. ]

Money's all here, so. We're off to a different shitty planet.