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Gerrome arrived at a coffee shop to meet up with Barry, a close friend of his who got him into the business. "Gerry! How are ya?" Barry said cheerfully, then he quickly got to the point. "Did he talk?" Barry asked.

"Said he was a Pellafortian drivin' around in a turquoise ship." Gerrome responded. "He also said the ship had a rabbit painted on the side." Barry smiled "Good. Good, my boy! And I have got some good news for you!"

"Oh yeah?"

"The boss says he's got one more job for you. Get this done, and he's gonna make you!"

Gerrome looked shocked. "Don't ******** wit' me Barry, are you serious?" Barry patted him on the back "Gerry, I wouldn't joke about this."

Barry handed him a wad of cash "Here's the money for that last job. Don't worry about that Pellafortian ********. I'll send some boys to deal with him." Gerrome took the cash, "Then what do you want me to do?" They walked out to Barry's ship, and Barry pulled out a pulse reverbitizing sniper rifle. "Someone stole some quality ships from our harbors. They're gonna try and sell them on one of the moons of Jupiter. Take some boys down there and get our s**t back. And take this rifle with ya, might come in handy."

"I ain't too familiar with that system." Gerrome told him. "Don't worry about it, I'll send someone who is with you, but Gerry, you better get familiar with that system. That's our homeland, after all."

"Alright I'll check it out some."

Barry handed the rifle to Gerrome and gave him a hug. "Good luck Gerry." Gerrome laughed a bit "Since when have I ever needed luck?"

"I guess that's true. Hey, you call me after the ceremony! We gotta celebrate!"