# (decoded with TMPL 131)
Description: 'Your friend deftly maneuvers his starship into port near you.  He disembarks with a grin on his face.  ŌThat worked wonderfully.  I even had time to get the mechanics at Darkstar to work on my ship.  Look, pal, you've saved my life and my job.  Here...Ķ  He hands you a credit chip worth 70,000 credits.  ŌThatÕs all I have on me right now.  Believe me, IÕd give you millions if I had the money.  Look, IÕll put in a recommendation for you at United Galactic headquarters out at Tabletop.  TheyÕve got some well-paying courier jobs to offer, if thatÕs the kind of thing you like.Ķ'