“What’s she look like?” The redhead says coolly.
Ray offers, “She dark headed, attractive, and wears the mark of one of the Mandalorian clans.”
She seems taken aback. “You boys don’t mess with small timers do you?”
Seeming to reassess the situation, she leans forward. “So what’s the job? That’ll all depend on whether or not I can wait on payment.”
(roll) Drax cuts his eyes to the front door. In walks something you’ve never seen before, only heard about. Two Shadow Stormtroopers. Sliding down in your booth, the redhead catches your eyes and notices the new guests.
“Are they here for you? You must be worth some money…why didn’t you say so?”
She takes off her glove and slides across a slip of paper while standing up.
“Meet me at bay 12 if you wanna finish this business. I got enough problems with the ‘Sons of Bodo’. I don’t need anymore today.”
With that you notice three others get up and move in the same direction with her…the door.