Ly'Andra watched the holographic communique with interest, her sharp eyes never leaving the woman's image, not betraying just how much the wheels in her head were turning with each new bit of information fed to her.  Yarlrus 7 she'd only briefly visited once and it was only a stopover on her way to another system.  However she<em>did</em>have some possible contacts within other mafia branches who could be of use.  She just had to think hard as to which bridges she'd burned, or stabbed with elated abandon, and which still were of use.  Even with a few of them probably less than pleased to see her at first she could most likely talk her way back into their good graces.<br/><br/>Attentively she listened to the other's questions and suggestions, not speaking up as of yet.  She preferred to fully run through the options in her own mind before voicing her opinion, as well as take in what everyone else seemed to have in their heads.  She could most likely get a detailed report of the major players from someone on the inside, or someone who knew someone on the inside.  A few names came to mind who were worth contacting.  Wait ... one was dead ... one was imprisoned on a remote planet ...  That left one, one who's name made her want to both smile and sigh at the same time, that too however she kept within her mental caverns leaving her silvery face impassive.<br/><br/>"I'm fairly certain I can get some information on the key players if we're in need," she finally said with a reflective and silky voice, her aquamarine eyes meeting Brian's in response.  "Just have to get in touch with an old contact."  Her face remained contemplative and she decided that yes, it did pay to have friends in low places too.