Xavier rolled his own eyes as he joined Jenn in the empty, rusting cargo hold.  He thrust the Chinese missive into her hands and took the small cup of gin from her with a wicked grin.  He downed the whole thing, wincing slightly at the sting of the cheap gin as it made its way down his dusty throat.  Her squeal of protest was worth the scowl she shot his way.  He set the cup down on the steel stairs and he took a seat, pointing at the piece of parchment.<br/><br/>"From what Skyes is telling us, that companion we have to heist is going to be landing in Persephone tonight.  On a blasted shuttle at that.  Know how easy that shit should be to sneak onto and stow away in one of the canyons?  We can then wait out until they pick her up.  Easy fucking money..."<br/><br/>He sighed heavily, wiping his forehead again, squinting at Jenn.<br/><br/>"So what's the catch?  What else that little note say?"