Rhavir laughed as he ordered a bottle of vodka. "Believe me, I havent survived this long as a bounty hunter by trusting every person around me." He says as he reaches down and takes out a flask, pouring a drop of a strange glowing green liquid into the bottle before putting the flask away and shaking up the bottle, causing the vodka to glow similarly. "So, what might a fellow bounty hunter ask to know a bit of the underworkings that go on around here?" He asked, stealing a glance at Shura.