"I'm not going to lie. The benefits are exactly what you're hoping for," she said, cutting through the miasma with a pointed word and a grin. "I happen to enjoy plenty of benefits all the time. It's a good life. I work hard, I play hard. Lots of things happen around here, depending on who you ask."
New crew was always a good thing. Loyalty could be bought, but real fealty was something that had to be earned. Sometimes that fealty was forged on a battlefield. Sometimes it was forged in a bedroom. She didn't mind which one she had to do in order to get good people. That wasn't a problem. Morality? Whatever. It only had a certain place here. She had less morals than, say, a Republic Jedi. She had some morals, like no Sith. But when it came to things like this? Ha. That was funny.
"So, tell me, what position are you hoping for?" she asked, point-blank, unable to resist the grin that spread across her face as she leaned across the table to ask her question, voice dropping. Two could play this game. Which meaning did she want?