The alien was not exactly happy with her outburst, which was to be expected. As he leaned back in an attempt to portray authority, he picked up his datapad and started typing again. His eyes flicking all over the screen before turning back to her, “I have been on the job for three standard years thank you. And as any businessman knows the first step to any trade is bartering which obviously you have no patience for.” His tongue clicked impatiently at her as he wrote something evidently rather long and hit a button. "And since your "employer" is not willing to pay our fees I assume your document is wrong and that someone made a mistake on registering you which seems to becoming annoyingly common. Even a research company would be willing to pay five thousand if they were willing to pay for you to come." At the moment it seemed like the sales man had really started to work, for whatever reason setting aside his former boredom in full.<br/><br/>A small map appeared and a planet turned green and expanded taking the whole table in a holographic sphere. “We have a packaged that does need to go to one location that we don’t send ships to usually and this trip.. needs to be more on the side of unnoticed. You cannot open the package and you aren’t allowed to ask of the nature of the delivery. You will land on a dock that is unused and only reinstated for our purposes due to the planets lack of a stable justice system. You will drop the package off, the recipient will give you something else that you may bring to any other planet that we have an office on and drop it off. Do this, and we will pay for your fuel costs and maintence fees. This is our final offer.” The Sullustan spoke, the hologram sinking back into its position which you recognize quite well.<br/><br/>They want you to go to Korriban.<br/>