You make less and less sense as you go. [It's an irritated and nervous snap, because honestly what the hell does chips installed mean-- but she also has no reason coming to mind that would make sense to her why she was in a bar in such a weird place where people know her by name.

...know her by name and still be friendly about it, anyway.]

I can't have been here for a year! I've got places to be! Debts to pay! [Ships to return to crews!] How do I get home?