Always Watching, Sometimes Canon
In a quiet cantina, in a quiet town, on the quiet planet of Kayri III, a droid is waiting. It sits at the table quietly, ignored by waitress and proprietor, drinkers and families at other tables, humans and humanoids and nonhumans all alike. It has been sitting there for the last half-hour without moving, the only indicator that it is even active the slight whirring from its massive humanoid chassis, the faint flickers of light across its holographic dome. If the droid were organic, its sheer size and mismatch to the table at which it sits would result in some discomfort, but it is calm in the way only beings incapable of discomfort can be calm. It sits placidly, almost as if its surroundings barely matter at all.
And indeed they do not, to a certain extent. This cantina, this town, this quiet little planet on the borders of neutral space, are all incidental. The droid is there to meet a man, and it is on this man and his history that the droid has given its absolute focus. By the time he arrives, the droid will know everything on the Holonet that can be known about both this man, and the deal he will be arriving to make.
It is another benefit of being such a being, being so thorough. It is why droids can be trusted to carry out deals of such weight as this. And this deal does have weight--terrible weight, should it go badly, for so many.
That is why the deal will be concluded in a quiet cantina, in a quiet town, on a quiet planet: to ensure that the deal's conclusion follows suit.
And indeed they do not, to a certain extent. This cantina, this town, this quiet little planet on the borders of neutral space, are all incidental. The droid is there to meet a man, and it is on this man and his history that the droid has given its absolute focus. By the time he arrives, the droid will know everything on the Holonet that can be known about both this man, and the deal he will be arriving to make.
It is another benefit of being such a being, being so thorough. It is why droids can be trusted to carry out deals of such weight as this. And this deal does have weight--terrible weight, should it go badly, for so many.
That is why the deal will be concluded in a quiet cantina, in a quiet town, on a quiet planet: to ensure that the deal's conclusion follows suit.