Just another day like every other day in Cubicron. Various citizens go about their business -- honest or otherwise -- and generally leave each other be. A scant few places draw larger numbers of people, namely the trading centers and pubs like El Sleazo. Off down a quiet side street is the local clinic. Scuttlebutt is unless you NEED to visit the clinic, today is not the day to drop in there. But really. Who bothers to listen to scuttlebutt anyway? Shark sees that expression, and then glances back at cross armed Chains. He makes soft hmm sound then states, "So do you need anything?" he asks.