As Adrian's hand slips along the top of the wooden desk, a laser scan lights up to read the prints and DNA of the hand to confirm the man's identity. Once it is confirmed, the shadow broker's voice says. "It is good doing business...the Hutt will give you your payment upon delivery. Remember what I said...." He leaves the last few words to the imaginations of the present crew as the holographic light flickers and dies away. The booth's lights turn on to luminate the room slightly as the table's drawer opens up and a large data disk comes to view. The disk looks to be of ancient technology about the size of a large wookie's hand, but enclosed in a clear casing to keep it preserved.