primitive planet, trade negotiations ...
scout pilot: "so, looking to sell anything else?"
grandma: "well my granddaughter there needs to get married. have anyone available?"
scout pilot: "you're ... looking to get rid of your granddaughter?"
grandma: "well she needs a husband."
granddaughter: (from around corner) "NO I DON'T!"
grandma: "well what else you gonna do? there's nothin' around hyah!"
scout pilot: "uh ...", steps around corner, comes up short against .50 cal flintlock that granddaughter is pushing in his face. "hold on ..."
granddaughter: "BACK OFF!"
grandma: "jenny! how you ever gonna get a husband if you're always waving that contraption at every boy that comes near you!"
scout pilot: "hey, I'm interested ..."
granddaughter: "NO WAY!"
scout pilot: "... no, I don't want to buy you, I want to buy your gun."
(game group falls apart laughing, game referee falls on the floor laughing)
granddaughter: "... WHAT!"
scout pilot: "I like your gun, it's antique, I collect antiques. how much?"
granddaughter: "... 2000 credits!"
grandma: (smiling proudly)
scout pilot: "no no, how much did you pay for it? I'll pay double."
granddaughter: "OK, 2000 credits!"
grandma: (smiling very proudly)
scout pilot: "OK, 2000 credits."
granddaughter: "... you can have it when I've left!"
scout pilot: "so, looking to sell anything else?"
grandma: "well my granddaughter there needs to get married. have anyone available?"
scout pilot: "you're ... looking to get rid of your granddaughter?"
grandma: "well she needs a husband."
granddaughter: (from around corner) "NO I DON'T!"
grandma: "well what else you gonna do? there's nothin' around hyah!"
scout pilot: "uh ...", steps around corner, comes up short against .50 cal flintlock that granddaughter is pushing in his face. "hold on ..."
granddaughter: "BACK OFF!"
grandma: "jenny! how you ever gonna get a husband if you're always waving that contraption at every boy that comes near you!"
scout pilot: "hey, I'm interested ..."
granddaughter: "NO WAY!"
scout pilot: "... no, I don't want to buy you, I want to buy your gun."
(game group falls apart laughing, game referee falls on the floor laughing)
granddaughter: "... WHAT!"
scout pilot: "I like your gun, it's antique, I collect antiques. how much?"
granddaughter: "... 2000 credits!"
grandma: (smiling proudly)
scout pilot: "no no, how much did you pay for it? I'll pay double."
granddaughter: "OK, 2000 credits!"
grandma: (smiling very proudly)
scout pilot: "OK, 2000 credits."
granddaughter: "... you can have it when I've left!"