No, what?

"I just told you I crashed here yesterday. No I don't have a fucking entrance pass."

He takes his hand off the rifle, leaning it casually on a bulky comm unit on his hips.

"You need one if you want to come into Junkton."

You openly laugh when he tells you the name of the town.

"This place is called fucking Junkton?! Real imaginative, my guy."

He doesn't look at all amused.

"It's built on a junction. Look, if you've got anything valuable, we can make a deal, get you a pass, and you can be on your way."