He shifted and mimiced her position. "Well, we've still got... What? Two days in port? What's the worst that can happen in two days? I mean, really. What could happen in this town? We find out the Admiral dropped us in Love City just in time for the locals to fatten us up on lust and then kill us all in some strange ritual?" He paused, considering that. "...On a scale of one to ten- one being 'not likely' and ten being 'hot damn, that Admiral's a freak'- how likely is that?"