<<This is Transgressor. Cut your drives and prepare to be boarded.>>
//This is the Profit Rockit. Sorry we can't do that. There is a Patrol ship inbound. If you check the registry the captain is oe of the good ones. You have 2 hours-twenty tops. You could never board us, strip our cargo, top off your tanks and get away.
Second Tier Navigator Sandoval//
<<Sandy? Listen gorgeous, convince that shambling plumber you call a Captain we mean business. You already need a radio telescope to see the far end of this ship's wrap sheet.>>
//Why is that Bart? Sorry, no can do. But sweetie why bother? We aren't worth a missile. We have a hold full of synthetic fuels and you don't want to move that stuff in the time you have left before oh you know ... POW!//
<< ... we won't be close enough to use our laser, but we can fire a missile up your tail. That'd slow you down real good. Plenty of time to come aboard then and strip your ship. Besides how do we know you got hard to move cargo?//
//Apologies if this isn't Bart. Anyway, like I said why bother? We have a hold full of synthetic fuels. We also have insurance. We will gladly vent it. Then you wasted a precious missile for nothing. In fact set up a video channel I will gladly go down to the hold and shot you what we have and poke into any odd corners that interest you."
2nd T N Sandoval//
<<Your concern for my economic plight is touching. But we will fire missiles. What the Hell?>>
//That's my new missile evasion algorithm at work. ;)
<<You can't dodge missiles forever. Good as you think you are.>>
//You meant, "You can't dodge missiles forever, good as you think you are." We don't have to. We just have to convince you that you will waste more missiles on synth fuel than it is worth, sweetie. Do the math, inbound patrol cruiser, marginal cargo. Missile defenses.
<<Okay Sandy. I'll tell you what -- transmit that new algorithm and we'll leave you alone. That IS worth something. Maybe a lot under present circumstances. Otherwise we'll see just how good it is..>>
"Wow," Captain said from his station. "Look at that pirate twitch! Think they'll get away from the Patrol, Sandy?" Sandoval pondered whether Bart would get any missiles off at them, then reasoned he'd probably save them for the patrol ship.
"Not a chance. Those bugs we slipped in are bad stuff. Remember all the debugging and software upgrades we needed? Never throw anything away, I says," Sandoval spoke with authority. "Serves them right for accepting a download from us."
"Caveat emptor. Takes on a whole new meaning with you."