Chunglie lost his money in a casino, pawned his weapons and got blind drunk on onions. He’s a four-meter-long alien centipede, onions help him forget he was thrown off his planet. He wakes with the hangover of the decade and a bunch of aliens locked in a cargo hold with him. Again. One of the aliens is a hundred pounds soaking wet, and willing to stand up to thugs twenty times her mass to protect complete strangers. She’s got him by the curiosity.
