She grinned and she nodded when was asked if it was that obvious. She listened attentively despite her frequent glances about the room, usually through the mirror behind the barman. "That's a great and noble profession... But you're on the run now, just like the criminals you used to hunt down prior..." She suggested. "So stop thinking like a CorSec officer, and start thinking like a crook" she said, before she chuckled as Fel pushed her own glass away.<br/><br/>Kya leaned back and she crossed her legs as she turned a bit more to face Fel, leaning no doubt to anyone watching that they were together, not necessarily as a couple but certainly as partners of a sort. Perhaps Fel would feel a bit more concern if she knew that Kya had never actually met her contact face to face, and she had no idea who or what he or she was... When Fel spoke again she looked at her and she simply shrugged...<br/><br/>Kya caught sight of the Death Trooper through the mirror when he entered and she groaned inwardly. Whatever this woman was carrying had to be something very important if they had agents on Florrum... When the trooper spoke to the barman and Kya saw the Twi'lek she sighed a breath of relief, though it was short lived as the man sat next to her...<br/><br/>"The ale is to-die-for... Here have mine" she said pushing what was left of her drink to the man just as she felt a nudge and she looked in the mirror and she saw the cloaked figure... There was a Silver Brooch acting as a cloak clasp and she recognized it... That was him... She looked at Fel and she nodded before she turned back to the Clone... She was pretty sure she knew which outpost he was referring to... And it would be easy money...<br/><br/>"1500 now, and 2000 after you catch her..." she said with a sweet smile... "That outpost he's talking about is a Slaver's Den... And not a friendly one" she suggested...