"With those skills," Sam laughed, "you'd be surprised how far you can get. You sound just like have the jokers in my squadron." On the spot, he couldn't think of one of them who didn't fit that description. Drunks and thieves, the lot of them, at least in the pilot's rec room.
Before it could burn down more, Anders dropped the cigarette into the beer can.
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