The Inquisitor in the shady bar used a tactic both ancient and worn, though never made less effective. The dancing girl eagerly took the imperials, moving closer with her more than approveable body. An Inquisitor of Andreas' stature would have seen women far more beautiful than this stripper and likely whore, but that didn't mean she didn't have a rank on the majority of the woman of the Imperium. "I would be in the danger of losing my job, if I told people what they could find in the<em>deeper reaches</em>Mister." Her swaying motions and unabashed advance showed she knew her trade, the fact that she knew how to barter to get more money, told him that she was shrewd. These combined, meant that she would know everything she could find out, simply to have leverage whenever the time would come. This was a prime target, luck was on Andreas' side surely this time. If only his retinue could have been near to assist him, thing would probably go even smoother.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>The two Guardsmen were more than slightly confused, of course they recognised the trio for what they were. All agents of the Imperium, though to see them together like this was a rare sight. Somewhat hesitant, the younger took the word again. "On, whom's... authority, do you wish to enter the Governmental Palace Miss?" His eyes flicked to the Ogryn on more than one occasion, this was a freshman, untrained, pushed into service. Typical for Imperial guard, cannon fodder. Someone to take a bolter round, or demonic ray, or anything else that might have otherwise hurt someone important. Only the best survived enough battles to make it up in the ranks, and since most of the trained and experienced men were up at the flight deck or patrolling areas suspect of heresy, all that was left were these chaps to guard the fort.