She nodded, taking a step back, far enough that she wouldn't be in the way, but close enough that she could still hear what was being said.  When the number was spoken, she gasped silently, her eyes going wide.  That kind of money would buy her access to so many networks that she couldn't otherwise get into, it was enough to make her head spin.  She dearly hoped that these people -- particularly the captain, since only the captain could approve crew changes on most ships -- would let her join up.  Money had been a little slim for her, and what little she had was always going into keeping her clothing looking somewhat respectable, so that she at least didn't get mistaken for one of the girls that worked in establishments like this.<br/><br/>Standing there, she waited patiently, her eyes casting all over the cantina.  Something felt... off...  And she could not put her finger on it.  Her hand slid into the pouch on her belt, fingers curling around the grip of the small hold-out blaster she kept there, just in case, even though she wasn't much of a shot.