Do you want a free cupcake for only a small cost?
Luca eyes the shifty looking turian with the shifty looking space cow and decides then and there the rumors couldn’t possibly be true.
Maybe just seventy six percent true.
“I dunno,” he says to Eva, scratching his neck and trying to ignore the itch of his nose. The piles of spice in the marketplace remind him of Asteria, only he hopes there’s no murderous merc bands ready to abscond with him this time around. “Are you sure he’s not legit?”
“Luca,” she hisses his name out of the corner of her mouth all while smiling blandly at the turian. “This is definitely not the place. Come on, let’s keep looking.”
“No, wait, I want to see what else he’s got.”
The turian leans forward, mandibles twitching. “Do you want a free cupcake for only a small cost?”
“Yes!” Luca says brightly then frowns. “Wait. What?”
“Luca,” Eva is tugging on his arm now. “Come on, let’s go.”
“No, wait. Evie, he said cupcakes! Commander Miller loves cupcakes-“
“He also said small cost, and since you just spent all your credits on that ridiculous miner’s hard hat for Ben, you’re officially broke.”
Luca looks at the hard hat in his hands. It's bright pink with green lights and a bulb. Come to think of it, maybe it's not actually a miner's hard hat. “Come on, Ben is gonna love this. You’re just mad because I nabbed the last one. Cap could totally use one of these on the farm, right?”
“I still want cupcakes though.”
Eva sighs and grabs his shoulders. “Luca,” she says, staring deeply into his eyes. He’s mesmerized by the blue that has nothing to do with biotics and everything to do with the colour of the sky. “If I promise to buy you a cupcake, can we please go?”
He chews his lip. “Two cupcakes. No, wait! Three.”
“One for me, one for Commander Miller and one for Ben. Do you think he likes cupcakes? Everyone likes cupcakes, right?”
“How about I just buy one for everyone on the ship,” she mutters.
He bounds off, ignoring her calling him from behind.