A New Job || Open
Alfred glanced across the booth of the cantina at his potential customer, mentally assessing them as he leaned back, the outward image of relaxation. His partner and co-pilot, Tony, was tending to the ship, so that left him to sit in the shady establishment and scope out work.
“Heard you were looking for a pilot,” Alfred stated, keeping any observations he’d made of the other to himself. “You’re in luck. What can I do ya’ for?”









