Sarela ignored Bib's look as she pulled a nail file from a hidden sheath in her jumpsuit and started working on her nails.  She hummed softly to herself as she did so, as if she didn't have a care in the world.  She hopped out of the airspeeder as they arrived, arching her back and thrusting her breasts out as she stretched.  She moved to follow Bib when he started walking, ignoring the gammoreans as if they weren't even there.  She wasn't worried, whatever happened, she'd prevail.