"Thank you," I replied, not too sure what the correct etiquette was in this particular situation. The little green man looked up at me startled for a second before going back to what he was doing.
"You are welcome," he said softly after a moment. "I have made a note in the system that you and your ship are granted access. However, your ship is a bit too big to dock in our space station docking bay. Did you want me to arrange another ship to pick you up?"
"No," I replied with a shake of my head. "I have a smaller fighter craft that can take me to the planet,' I continued.
"What type of ship is it?" he asked, this time becoming increasingly polite. I guess there was something to the saying; 'you catch more flies with honey'.
"It's an X94 fighter craft. I am told it is Sisalik," I said with a shrug. "Found it hanging around inside a nebula," I continued as if I hadn't stolen it from the lizards.
