"Sure you have," she echoes, a vague hint of skepticism in her tones.

Putting her hands on the counter, she pushes herself out of the stool. She's not even going to touch her can of mystery meat. While Rey may not be the pickiest person when it comes to food, she has standards.

Despite this, she places some cash on the counter, paying for the meal anyway and looks to Firo.

"Come on. What's the nearest Chinese place you know?"

Time to change this around a little.