Domino checked her watch, not really happy about being made to wait. Red Light, for all of its charms (the nudity), had never been one of her favorite planets. It felt dirty, and not in a good way. However, work was work, and it was often the jobs on dirtier planets like Red Light that paid the best. Besides, at one point she was sure she'd seen a prostitute who had been a classmate of hers years earlier on Chiton. Playing that particular game of Where's Waldo always made it worth the return trip.
She finished off her drink and held the glass up to let the bartender know she was ready for another, turning to smile at Jack's offer. "You'd do that for me?"
"I don't know," she eyed up the men who were using the dartboard. They were decent, but not nearly as good as their very loud, drunken, trash-talking would have you believe. They were, however, big. She smiled again as she reached for her new glass. "Looks like we might have some competition for it."