"Paul Drake." Sushi called out as the man approached them. "How nice to see you?" "Su." The man responded with a slight bow of his head. "And where is your other half?" "We are taking care of two matters at once," She chuckled with a shrug. "He shall be arriving within the day though." "Look forward to seeing him." Paul nodded curtly. "Here on urgent business?" "Just scouting for fresh jockeys." Sushi laughed lightly. "A shipment not worth much, but needs to move. Something for a fresh to the business jockey." She then pointed to the young man and the Andorian moving up the deck ramp. "Like that one." Paul glanced over his shoulder and laughed. "He's new, and skilled. Just got out of an overnight in the brig for brawling." He shook his head. "I suspect that one will either go far, or end up dead. He was raised on Kronos." "Kronos?" That caught Doctor Shells attention. "By a Klingon General of some sort." Paul added. "Seems Intelligence has known about him for some time. An identity verification was confirm by security last night. He's already starting a reputation as Navarre of Kronos. Took out a Thorosian with one punch." "A handy skill to have." Sushi giggled. She already knew that once she got Paul to talking, she would find out everything she needed or wanted to know about everything in the system. She was so intent on Paul Drake and his constant flow of information that she didn't even notice when Doctor Shell turned and walked away from them. A question of curiosity now; How many know or remember the name Paul Drake and what it's from?