[Frankie's set himself at the table with the shady men. They've dealt him in a hand and for a few minutes all you can hear is him jawing away with someone who never seems to reply. As the game proceeds, Frankie can be heard calling them all cheats. He snatches up the comm and slinks away.

He sounds miffed when talks.]

All right y'all, listen. There's somethin' I'm wantin' to tell you. Deck 9 is not a...[pardon him while he chokes on the word] buffet, so go on ahead and get that thought out y'all's head. If y'all're wantin' somethin' fast, deck 6 has opened up and the food court is runnin' again. Now, if y'all're lookin' for somethin' good, then y'all come on up to the Pourhouse and I'll set you right with whatever you're wantin'.

Just don't ask me where the [....ugh] buffet went to. And y'all best not forget to thank Captain Rowe. Without her, we wouldn't be here t'all.