Hearing his comment on her driving, she answered with a hearty cackling laugh.
"If you think this is driving on spice, you haven't seen me actually drive on spice!" she proclaimed through her laugh. However har mood shifted to a mix of sympathy and annoyance as he kept on refusing to tell her his clan name.
"Well nobody's gonna hear about if you don't tell people about it! You think the Sith are as famous as they are because they don't tell people about them?" she retorted.
"Forget it. You wanna act like a moody teen, be my guest." she dismissed as she drove.
"No wonder you mandos die out like flies, you'll never make friends with that attitude." she kept on commenting. Her patience was wearing thin with him at this point. And her patience was wearing thin with herself too. She hated being a hardass. That was reserved for clients and victims, not associates or allies. She took a deep breath and instead focused on the road.
"Stop being a douchebag, otherwise I have to be one and I hate being a douchebag." she said with a commanding tone as if scolding a kid.
By the swoop gang they both hopped out. The gangsters were eyeing them and a few pulled their blasters closer, but for the most part they were all relaxed. Music thumped from a souped up speeder and they were all simply doing their own thing. Shai started walking closer but stopped when Talo grabbed her arm. She had to hold a laugh in at the sight of his entire hand fitting around her arm. She smirked and looked up at him.
"Like I said, stop being on edge. This is my scene, my dude." she casually reassured him, continuing towards the gangsters. One of them, a Nautolan with a mechanical arm and a girl on his lap, shifted her off and got up.
"You got a lot of nerve showing your face around here." he spoke with a voice like sandpaper.
Shai walked right up to him and folded her arms over her chest.
"You got a lot of nerve talking like you own the place after still owing me money." she fired right back. He gave a low chuckle and glanced at the Mando behind Shai.
"Who's the buckethead? You bring us fresh meat this time around?" he asked, reaching to light a cigarette. But before he could even take a puff Shai casually pulled it from his mouth and smoked it herself. The other gangsters were eyeing her and Talo, clearly on edge and ready to shoot.
"Showing him the ropes. By the way your tough guy act is worse than mine, sweetheart." she continued with a bored tone as she handed the cigarette back to him.
The Nautolan glared at her for a second and then at Talo...before bursting with a hearty laugh.
"What do you expect, can't look weak in front of the ladies." he quipped with a shrug, bumping Shai's shoulder. Shai chuckled and gave him a smile.
"How you been doing, Chase?" she asked him calmly, glancing at the rest of the gang. They all relaxed and holstered their weapons. She looked at Talo and motioned for him to get closer.
"The Mando and me need your help. We had a deal with a dirty cop and she tried to kill us. You heard anything?" she asked him, but the gangster merely gave a pained expression.
"Oh come on! This the only reason you came to see me?" he teased before looking at the Mando.
"Can you believe this?! Coming all this way to simply use me like this!" he kept acting as if he was offended, though it was clearly just another act.
"Cut the theatrics, he's already wound tight. You keep this up he might start blasting." she joked, glancing at Talo with a smirk.
"You need to hang out with this guy, he knows how to help you unwind" she quipped, looking back to Chase.
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