*On the Ever-Elusive Vodka Train* Me: Flippin Emelia. Flippin Reft! Flipp- well, Marshal is okay I guess. Ejecting me from their ship cuz I'm "too crazy". Well, I'll show them. Yeah, by eliminating their most recent client. Yeah, I hear he has a wonderful handcannon that would sell for a fortune on the black market! Yeah, YEAH! YEEAA- *throws up*