this is pretty much a summary of what I write when I write space pirates

“So,” Dragon says, leaning in conspiratorially, “is he a good kisser?”

“What?” The young woman starts and whirls on Dragon, clutching her cup to her face as if for protection. “Sorry, did I hear you correctly?”

“Probably. It’s a weird question, I know. But–is he?”

The girl’s eyes widen, then glance back at her table. She gets a soft smile. “Yeah. I mean. I think so. Either I only kissed bad kissers before him, or yes. He’s a good kisser.”

Dragon nods, satisfied. “Good. Well. Hope you don’t mind if I offer him a job.”