"Jey, get me some sort of backup and I will personally escort you to the nicest bar in town and buy whatever you want," Re muttered through the comms. "No need to get like that just yet, friend," came the crackly response. "Sorry about the quality. BESC might be stupid enough to overlook a radio channel. Might. You're getting my very own scrambled system just in case. Well, one of them. Now another. Let's see them try to crack a code that isn't what it was a second ago." The transmission paused, then was followed up by, "A beer, for sure. Something old." Re sighed. "Of course you want something old. What other way could you make it expensive?" "I can think of-" "That was sarcastic." "I know, it's just too easy to mess with you. Anyway, I'm gonna get you a couple wiped drones." "Long as they have guns, I guess."