Redhawk Caldera i'm out looking for action

I'm Q, she introduced in turn with bright eyes. What brings you to my neck of the woods? She asked, interested. It would be cool if he was trying to join their ranks; they could use the number, and he was quite easy on the eyes. Like, her day was better for seeing his damn good looking face. 

She hoped he would stay a while. Forever, maybe. Oh, by the way, my neck of the woods is called Redhawk Caldera, Q informed, feeling quite helpful.