[@Shovel]

As Tavitri knocked at the door, there was the sound of clacking from within, before an old [url=https://static.wikia.nocookie.net/starwars/images/0/04/RA7series-TGTB.png/revision/latest?cb=20221217213635]R-Series Protocol Droid[/url] opened the door. "Greetings, officer." It began in a low, dull, monotoned voice. "I am afraid that Lady Vancil is not here at the moment. But i can take a message if you require to speak with her." The alarm and blaster sounds then began ringing through the streets. "By the maker!" It said in a raised, yet still dull tone, "There appear to be vandals attempting to steal the master's shuttle, i should call the..." It then looked Tavitri up and down. "Oh good, you're here!" If Tavitri didn't know any better, he might think this droid was being sarcastic. But the R-Series was known for being rather dull and unintersting, it's why they were so cheap as far as Protocol droids went. "Please save the master's ship from those ruffians!"

[@rush99999][@MacabreMoth]

Vinca looked the two up and down as they began talking about inquests, inspections, impounds and audits for his stock. "Wow, wow, wow there my good friends, we don't need to get anything like that involved. Vinca's business is ALL above board and Vinca is all about helping serve is beloved and benevolent Empire." He laughed in Huttese. "You tell Vinca how best he can serve Empire and maybe make some of the beurocratic nonsense that serves no one, least of all Vinca, go away and Vinca will tell you anything. Especially if it helps to rid the great Empire of stinky Rebels." He said, continuing his used car salesman routine of playing innocent.