"You think I don't know my own cads!? You think I wouldn't recognize a Skifter card in my deck!?"<br/><br/>The cantina around the two of them went silent for a short moment as all eyes were on Vince and Drak. Some turned back to their friends to continue a conversation, some sipped their drinks more intently now and observed the situation between the owner of the bar and the man who had been foolish enough to cheat. Meena, who had eventually found a nice cigarette and had ended up chatting with a Chiss woman, focused her attention on the pair that was now pointing guns at each other. Lazily and perhaps in a drunken fashion, she pushed past the crowd to reach them.<br/><br/>Vince's anger was evident as he spoke: "Your friend here tried to cheat me! Tell me one reason I should not tear his head off right here and right now!"<br/><br/>She tilted her head and looked over to Drak, slightly disappointed that it had come down to this. For now Meena remained silent and observed Vince as he called out to his two so-called security guys, a muscled pair that soon made their way out of the crowd and pointed their blasters towards Drak as well. Oh, what a predicament he had put himself into. She was to be blamed as well, because she had been the one to give such crappy Skifter cards to Drak. Part of her wondered if she had done it on purpose just to see distress settle on his face.<br/><br/>"You know what happens to those who try to cheat me? Hm?" Vince growled. "They end up as bloody pulps in the back alley of my bar." He looked back to Meena, waiting for her to say something, anything. Her silence was making Vince nervous, however he could see the gears turn in her head in a way he hadn't before.<br/><br/>"I gave him the Skifter card." She said finally and took a deep draw from her cigarette before lazily blowing a cloud of smoke on Vince's face. "Because the real reason I came here today was to have you kill him."<br/><br/>Ah, yes. Sweet, sweet revenge. She wasn't a complete idiot. The last few days aboard the ship, the carefully improvised but in the end effective plan of action... it had all come together in front of her eyes right then and there. She realized she had Drak right where she wanted and the best thing was that she wouldn't even have to soil her hands with his blood. Vince and his two friends would do all the dirty work for her.<br/><br/>"This is the man who sent me to prison." Meena continued when Vince remained speechless. "Drak Icerin, a criminal investigator from Coruscant. I thought you just wouldn't be able to resist a morsel like him, so I tricked him to come here."<br/><br/>Vince's head snapped back to Drak's direction as the information soaked in. For a short moment he was in awe to have Drak standing in front of him, but eventually the advantage of having someone like him on this moon, in his bar, in front of his loaded blaster pistol hit him. A grin spread on his face and he nodded slowly in approval. "Finally we speak the same language again. Of course, of course... I would be honored to deal with this... problem."<br/><br/>Meena laughed quietly and threw her cigarette away before looking back to Drak. This moment. It was most empowering, most delicious. She would finally have her vengeance. She would finally sleep at night. Right? Meena walked over to Drak and drew her blaster as well while approaching him with a smirk on her lips. "You should have never trusted me. Do I look like someone who cares about your family issues? You must be desperate..." She pushed her blaster against the side of his head. "I wish I could put you through everything I had to feel in Kessel. But that's not possible, so... I figured out an alternative."<br/><br/>Eventually she backed away from him, reaching Vince's side. He glanced over to Meena. "What do you want me to do with him?"<br/><br/>"Just finish him." She replied. "I don't care how. Just do it."<br/><br/>"Fair enough." He chuckled and raised his voice. "Take him to the back alley! Come on, you scumbag, I don't want to make a mess in my bar!"