Fel's abused girl continues to cough, and retching from the rough handling she was forced by the ruthless hired gun. As he left her behind, a second human serving girl quickly rushes over to help the woman from beneath the table. Two nearby weequay bouncers stood by as they watched the incident without a care of what had just happened to her. They are not there to protect the workers, or people. They are simply there to enforce what ever rules the club owner wishes to have enforced.<br/><br/>The crimson twi'lek gives the captain and the rest of the crew a sensual smile as she opens the door to her private booth. "Please...step inside." Her voice soft with a lilting tone to it. Enora though would indeed see no one inside the dark booth. Just as she makes mention of it to her captain, a light flickers in the room. A shadowy hologram comes to life seated on a couch set just behind a dark wood table. The figure of the hologram looks humanoid, but any details  of the man is blurred completely to prevent anyform of identification beyond the fact this man is humanoid. This leaves only an eerie glow of the hologram to light the small booth.<br/><br/>The hologram of the shadow broker finally spoke with synthesized voice to both hide his identity, and add a sinister edge to his words. "Greetings Captain Kavar. Please sit down, and we shall begin our business. My time is short."