*Walks in with a half burned cigerette and tosses it out the door he walked in. Walks up to the crew as they leace* Hey Pal, Trent I believe *nods and tips the cowboy hat to the lady while stealing a glance at the goods.* ma am. I have a proposition for you. You have no love for the Empire and republic. Take my card, let's do business together sometime. No need to be uncivilized sith and fighting among each other when business is good. *hands Jace his card and then puts in a toothpick and leaves with a wink.*