I do not own Jak and Daxter naughtydog does (damn you guys….)

"Jak, can't you make this thing go any faster!" Daxter asked, gripping his friends shoulder.

"I'm going as fast as this zoomer will go...we might have to 'borrow' another one before we can get to Krew's," Jak replied.

"Well, that might have to happen soon because…..KRIMZON GAURDS JAK!" Daxter screamed.

"Damn, I though there wasn't anyone in that car…" Jak muttered under his breath as he swerved around another person, "ok Dax, hang on!"

As the zoomer swerved around corners in the industrial zone, Daxter pulled out one of Jak's guns.

"Please let this be a long range, please…" he muttered as he yanked out a gun.

"Yes! Vulcan fury! Now let's charge this sucker up!" he yelled. As blue caps littered the ground behind them, row after row of Krimzon guard zoomers exploded.

After going around another corner, they finally made it to Krew's place, and luckily in one piece. After hiding out in the gun course, they had been able to ditch the guards, making their way safely to The Hip Hog Heaven Saloon.

"Man, I can't wait to get my paws on one of those bottles of Krew's special gin…." Daxter was cut off, having just walked into a guy standing outside.

"Hey buddy, can you MOVE IT!" he said, and not waiting for an answer, he pushed past him.

"You know Jak, some people in this city are just so ru ru ru…" his jaw dropped in awe at the line of people coming from the saloon.

"Hey Sig, what the hell's going on?" Jak posed the question to the tall wastelander heading their way.

"Well, it seems that Krew took Daxter's advice to heart,"

"What? What advice could Dax possibly give that was helpful?" Jak asked.

"Yea, what advice could I give….hey?" Dax said. Jak just smirked at him.

"Remember the time when Dax got drunk…." Sig began.

"Yea which?" Jak said with a glance over at Daxter, who was oblivious to everything except for his tail.

"The time he got drunk and told Krew how to liven up the place; that time,"

"So what did ol' Krew do?"

"yea what?' Dax asked, rejoining the conversation. Sig started to chuckle, then finally said "he brought in more women."

Earlier---------------------------------------------------

"Excuse me, would you happen to be Krew?" asked the girl, feigning ignorance, even though she had perused his personal profile in anticipation of this meeting.

"That depends on who wants to know eh?" Krew replied.

"Well, I was walking around and I happened to notice how empty this place was," she began.

"Well, maybe I want it to be empty eh? Don't want people to know what I'm up to!" Krew said, starting to get agitated. Who did this girl think she was, coming in here and telling him off?

"Well, what about turning a profit on both of your business endeavors? It's easier to conduct business and not be overheard if you have a full and noisy house," the girl said, walking over to the bar were Tess was at, making sure she showed a hint of leg.

"What are you doing here?" Tess whispered, "Torn didn't want you out of the underground's safety!"

"Well I was sick of sitting around and doing nothing. I wanted to help…..and when I said if he didn't let me go out, I'd give myself up to the Baron,' she said, grinning wickedly.

"I bet he just threw a…." stopping in mid-sentence, Tess turned around and started to clean the bottles. Turing around, the girl saw Krew floating to were she was standing. Walking toward the center of the room were the pole was located, she stopped and turned around to face Krew, who was floating too close for her personal taste.

"What this place needs is some entertainment, "she said.

"Really? What were you thinking eh?" Krew replied, while the cogs in his tiny head started to turn.

"Like a singer or something, someone people would want to come and see, get their minds off everyday happenings,"

"Who would want to do that?"

"Why, isn't it obvious? I would!" the girl replied.

"Are you even good enough? I think we should find out first eh…..sing something!"