"Sure." said Has'la.  "Has'la Robinson."  He held out his hand.  "I've never really needed extra muscle for a job, but you seem to know better than me what to look for.  I'll put a listing on the 'net, see if any ex security or caravan guards are looking, but I'll have them meet us in the bar at sundown.  I'll meet you there as soon as I unload some junk and buy or rent a trailer for us.  Shouldn't take long."
After the conversation was over he walked into the general store she had just left and traded in the junk he had salvaged on the way for a few Valn.  He then walked around the town until he found a trailer that met his needs. "Are you looking to sell?" he asked the old man who was unloading scrap steel from it.
"Depends on how much you're offering." said the old man.  "I still need the jeep, but I can borrow a trailer if I need one."
After settling on a price, he arranged to pick it up tonight and went to the bar.  There he found T'lora and sat down, ordering something to eat.
"So, find anyone interesting yet?"