"Fine, let's meet your precious client," he told her. Unfortunately he was a bit at her mercy, he hated it. She then seemed skeptical at the fact that he would have to come up with a name and act the part. He knew he could do it. On a few occasions he had gone undercover to pretend he was a client, and he had to play the part. While he hadn't done it very often, he had confidence that he would be able to pull off being a criminal. He just had to throw out common sense and moral judgement. Then it hit him, that might be easier said than done.<br/><br/>He led her outside to the streets of Coruscant, the the lights and people. "Before we head to your ship, I need to stop by my apartment. I'll need to get my things and change. Don't even think about running away, I'll have your ship grounded with one call and everyone looking for you, got it?"<br/><br/>As they walked Drak always kept one hand on Tala. He wasn't sure how he was going to work with Meena if he couldn't fully trust her. He still remembered the arrest. She conned a rich man into giving her millions of credits for some sort of investment. He didn't remember the details, and to be honest he didn't remember much about her. Simply that she was a criminal, a con artist at night, and a smuggler the rest of the time. She was also very difficult and temperamental, this night being a perfect example. She was like a dangerous cocktail ready to blow, and Drak was stuck with her.<br/><br/>They arrived to his apartment and he hesitated a moment at the ensuing situation. Drak opened the door and his golden haired step-sister was sitting on the couch watching a holo-vid. She looked at Meena surprised and smiled, "you must be Meena. I'm Cyn." She held out her hand for a handshake.