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Max knew instantly that the technician had scored a critical hit. The only thing better in the Planetary Leader's mind than having a unique vessel for his wife was an entire line of Spaceships dedicated to her, so there was a chance that one day she would be relaxing poolside and see a vessel in her honor land nearby.

"I will prepare to sign the contract and transfer the necessary funds. Please understand that this amount of credits will take some time." He agreed, placing his thumb on the document as a tentative agreement.

Slowly, everyone filed out of the bay, satisfied that the show was over and unwilling to beg for a copy of the luxury shuttle when Lord Governor Moop was dropping half a trillion credits to have a custom Cutter designed for his wife to get to her vacation home.

Max retreated to the design room to see what they were planning, only to find the Technicians laughing so hard they were crying.