She was ready to push Drak out of her way, wondering why he was even still there, when he suddenly spoke and decided to agree on the money part. Meena stopped in her tracks and gave him a suspicious look, having the hardest time to believe that he would suddenly change his mind. "Stealing from another criminal is barely a crime." She said to him, her expression frosty. "I'm not asking you to participate. Just back me up and I will do the dirty work. That's largely enough." She headed into the hall with him and grabbed the wall for support once again as the ship shook. Vul managed to follow her and was waiting for instructions.<br/><br/>"Go to the ship and start the computers." Meena spoke to her droid. Vul bleeped twice before moving past the two of them an down the hallway. She was worried that they wouldn't have the time, but she had been in worse situations than this. Eventually, things always seemed to work out in a strange way, even if that meant sitting seven years in Kessel. Perhaps she was lucky, or maybe she had actual skill. Either way, Meena pushed all worries aside and focused on the task at hand. She wanted money, some compensation. And since they had probably hidden her cargo away, which meant that she would not have time to load it back in, she needed extra money to pay for the lost cargo. Goodbye, glitterstim.<br/><br/>She felt the ship speed up and gritted her teeth. Yes, they were indeed on a tight schedule now. Avoyos really wanted to save his pride, no matter what. Gripping her blaster, she moved down the hallway with Drak, ready to grab the wall at any moment or fire a bolt into a pirate's head. As they reached a corner, she could hardly believe that Drak was insisting on their earlier subject and arched a brow in irritation. "A real woman? Ha! I think I know what you mean by that... a woman who never voices her opinion, who doesn't have a brain and just quietly bows her head, preferably as naive as you." She smirked deviously. "A quality woman indeed. And would suit you just perfectly. How about a slave? We're going into Hutt space after this anyway." Meena was obviously pushing his buttons on purpose. She just found him so absolutely ridiculous in the way he perceived the world and the people in it.<br/><br/>"You know, people are not as black or white as you think they are." She spoke with a much softer tone. "There's good in bad and bad in good. Many of us fall in the grey zone. But I wonder, where does your beloved Empire stand? Hm?"<br/><br/>His next question turned her focus back on the money that she desperately wanted. Meena doubted Avoyos would have foolishly left his datapad in his quarters for her to take again should she break free one way or another. Besides, she was certain that they had far greater treasures hidden aboard the ship, in case Imperial Security would inspect their cargo. She walked around a few minutes longer, inspecting the rooms they passed before arriving to the restrooms where Meena had been earlier. "I'm not sure. Perhaps I would hide them somewhere where posh investigators like you would not dare to look, because of the stench." She grinned slightly. "It's worth a try."<br/><br/>Meena slipped inside the restroom and eyed the floor and walls carefully before beginning to inspect the sink. She had seen all sorts of compartments and hidey-holes during her life, most of them placed in some very unlikely locations such as shower rooms or restrooms. Imperial Security was less likely to search such areas for obvious reasons and since scans could be passed fairly easily with a bit of creative thinking, many criminals did not hesitate to carve out compartments for their treasures. Avoyos had to be the same. He was probably concerned about his riches just as much as anyone else. After looking around a bit, Meena came across an air vent underneath the sink which she pulled open. The smell wasn't the most welcoming, but the sight of several small trunks tucked nicely behind the pipes made it worth it.<br/><br/>"There's something here. Guard the door while I pull these things out."<br/><br/>Meena took out one trunk after another, none of them locked in any way due to their smart hiding spot. Some of them contained plenty of cash, while some of them had goods that the Empire had high taxes on, such as expensive spices, liquors and even some chak-root and glitterstim. "Oh, very nice." She nodded approvingly as she inspected the five trunks she had collected. "I'm sure there is more hidden elsewhere, but this is more than enough to pay for the lost cargo. Help me carry these babies." Meena grabbed two of the trunks.