It seems a little unfair, doesn't it? That some of them get barely enough to get by and others get to lounge in lavish suites. He supposes it's incentive to play the game, even if part of Buggy also want to stubbornly dig in his heels from spite.

But he's making it work, and when he hears the knock, he's swinging the door open with a grin. "Hey, come in!"

The room isn't lavish like higher floors, but Buggy's thought ahead to at least get a bottle of wine and a couple glasses. He never invited someone to his ship back home without offering a drink, and he's not about to invite someone to his room without a similar offer.

At least not someone whose company he's enjoyed so far. "Get comfortable... or as comfortable as you can around here."