The trio returned readily enough to the Underground's hideout. "Impressed yet?" Jak asked Torn as he leaned on the table.
"You can do better," Torn replied with a scowl.
"Is this the part where you actually are impressed at how readily we're able to do things, but are being deliberately condescending about it as a way of pushing us to do even better in the future?" Shining asked curiously. "Cause according to the books I was reading on military strategy and tactics during my recovery from Dark Eco poisoning, that's a standard Drill Sergeant approach to new recruits, and you said yourself you were a Crimson Guard."
Torn stared at Shining for a long time. "...no," he said at last, though it lacked conviction, leading to Shining and Daxter sharing a laugh while Jak rolled his eyes.
"We did see something odd while torching the place," Jak pointed out. "The Baron's Guards were giving barrels of Eco to Metalheads."
This seemed to catch Torn's interest. "Really, now?" He ran his hand over his chin. "The Shadow will be very interested to hear that."
"So is this where it turns out you're actually the Shadow, or what?" Shining asked again.
Torn chuckled. "I'm not the Shadow. But I do have another task for you three. And this one could get your boy here a weapon so I can send you on the more...interesting...missions."
"I'm listening," Jak spoke up as he leaned in.
"One of our...suppliers needs his payment delivered," Torn explained. "A bag of Eco Ore. Take the Zoomer out back, and drive it to the Hip Hog Heaven Saloon in Southtown. Ask for Krew, he'll be there. And don't let the Baron's patrols stop you."
"Understood," Jak agreed, leading the trio out back to the Zoomer in question.
"And when you get there, pump Krew for information," Torn added. "He's wired into the city, and may know what the Baron is up to."
The Zoomer was a bit smaller than the vehicle they had been using before, leading to Shining having to cling to Jak's back alongside Daxter, but its engine was more than strong enough to carry the whole trio. At first the trip was uneventful, aside from the Eco Ore slowly losing energy, but then the group came across a Crimson Guard roadblock, which opened fire on them. Rather than back off, Jak gunned the engine to plow through while Shining fired back.
Once past the roadblock, Jak was able to maneuver through the twisting streets and lose pursuit, before coming in to land at the Saloon in question.
Stepping inside, they found the saloon rather pleasantly decorated and dimly lit, a nice atmosphere for drinking. "Say, isn't this where Misha worked?" Shining asked Daxter.
"Yup, that's right," Daxter confirmed. "But it's under new management now. Must be that 'Krew' fellow we're looking for."
"So..." Glancing around, Shining gulped. "Would that be the heavily armed guy who looks like a bouncer, or the unbelievably fat guy on the hoverchair?"
"Not very respectful for a beast of burden, are ye?" the overly fat man - whose folds of fat overflowed to the point he looked like a massive slug - scolded. "Maybe you should be given a more...suitable job." He leaned forward menacingly as he chuckled.
Jak stepped between Shining and Krew, his eyes sparking with Dark Eco as his fingers fluctuated back and forth between having and not having claws. "Leave my brother alone," he growled, baring teeth that fluctuated between normal and sharply pointed.
Krew smirked. "Ah. I see why the Underground recruited you boy. Is my delivery intact?"
"Yes," Jak growled back. "Now why's the Baron giving Eco to the Metalheads?"
Krew glowered back. "Questions like that can get a person killed."
"The Baron already did his best," Shining snapped out. "We're still here."
Krew smirked at that. "Sig!" he called out to the heavily armored heavyweight. "Be good fellow and give these lads their bonus."
Stepping forward, Sig handed Jak a Morph Gun with Red Eco Mod, a scatter gun like Shining's.
"There's a shooting range nearby," Shining told Jak. "Come on, I'll show you."
"If you show some skill with that hardware, I might hire you for a job or two, eh?" Krew offered as Jak followed his brother out.
Once at the course, Shining gave Jak a few pointers about the Scatter Gun, and how to aim and use it. "Be careful, though. The wide spread fire makes it a bad idea when mixed with friendly targets. In a large group of unfriendlies, however, it's an ideal weapon. Give it a try on the course." He gestured to the entrance door.
Jak started to walk towards the door, but paused. "...why is your name at the top of the record score list?" he demanded.
"How did you think I got so good with the thing?" Shining countered with a smirk.
"I'll just have to beat your score, then," Jak teased back with a wide grin.
"Good luck!" Shining shouted back, his voice somewhere between encouraging and sarcastic.
As Jak entered, Daxter turned to Shining. "200 creds says he beats your score."
"You're on!" Shining countered back as they watched.
The pair watched Jak make his way through the course...only to not even clear the bronze rank. "One more time!" he snapped, running through the course again.
"...200 creds says he keep trying until he beats your score," Daxter grumbled as he handed over the original wager.
"No bet," Shining shot back. "Wake me when it's over, okay?" Leaning back, he curled up for a nap.