"Alright shut it!" Drak yelled at the man. He was stammering because he was drunk, and had something to hide. Drak had seen it a million times before. But the man didn't shut up. So Drak grabbed the man and threw him to the floor. One of his partners helped and they threw some cuffs on him. His other partner grabbed Meena.<br/><br/>"Well lookie who we have here!" Exclaimed Yoalhen. "Meena Hayes! Didn't my buddy Drak put you away? How did you get out of Kessel hrmm? Thought you were in there for life. What do you want to do with this pretty little thing, Drak?"<br/><br/>"Put her in cuffs, let them calm down for a bit," Drak told his partner. Yoalhen, a bit disappointed, grabbed her hands and brought them behind her placing them into cuffs.<br/><br/>Suddenly a CSF speeder came down with it's lights flashing and parked in front of the cantina. Three more CSF officers in full armour arrived. One of them came onto the floor, "what's going on?"<br/><br/>"A fight broke out between these two," Drak explained. "I'm trying to figure out what to charge them for."<br/><br/>"Want to bring them in?" the man asked Drak. Drak clearly had a lot of authority, and was the highest ranking of them all.<br/><br/>"Take this guy in," Drak told them. "He keeps blabbering, obviously hiding something. Find out what it is."<br/><br/>He looked at Meena, unsure of what to do. Arresting her now would make things worse. However she hated him and wouldn't work with him. So maybe he finally had a bargaining chip up his sleeve. He really didn't have many other options.<br/><br/>"As for her," Drak explained. "I'll bring her out back. I want to have a quick<span style="font-style: italic">talk</span>with her."<br/><br/>Yoalhen brought her up to her feet and Drak grabbed her arm. Yoalhen smiled, obviously thinking he was speaking some sort of innuendo. Yoalhen had questionable morals. He was a good officer, but Drak wanted to work with him to keep him in line. Drak pushed Meena through to the back and into an alleyway where they were alone.<br/><br/>"This is how it's going to be," Drak explained to Meena. "You had your chance to vent last night, and I get it. I took away years of your life. I would be pissed too. However now we're going to talk, not just yell at each other. Got it?" He put his gun into his holster. She wasn't going anywhere, not with security all around and her in cuffs. "Somehow the force or some divine spirit has brought me to my knees and I need your help. I remember you had ties with Collarroka, you have a lot of connections, and more importantly you have a ship. I hate your guts, and you probably hate me more. The last thing I want is to work with you, be stuck in a tin can with you. However this is more than me. So the way I see it is you have two options."<br/><br/>He breathed out, trying to keep his cool. Why did she have this effect on him? "I can arrest you right now for that little disturbance. Naturally that will lead us to get a warrant and search your ship, your logs, and with my skills I'll find out if you've been smuggling or doing something illegal, like that con job I got you for. I'm going to take a guess and say you are. OR, I can let you go, you take the 7000 credits I offered you, and you help me find Collarroka. What's it going to be, hun?"