Vialiah quickly found out that Lofey Xam was the type of fast-talking poseur, the kind that would invariably get on her nerves eventually. Thankfully, he wasn’t the one they would be protecting. She didn’t like what he had to say, even beyond the tone. It would appear that the man that would be bankrolling the goons they would likely face had deep pockets.<strong>“I guess how easy the money really is  would depend  upon how much bantha-manure we have to crawl through in the next five days. I doubt you’d be so generous with your credits if this job was a real cakewalk, <em>am I right</em>?”</strong>She flashed the Zabrak a devious smile.<strong>“Why can’t Maria not lay low for that time? It’s a short spell, why not go underground? One man with a blaster can stop an army from inside a panic bunker.” </strong>It wasn’t like she would have to travel far to find safe accommodations either, if there was one thing Nar Shaddaa had in abundance it was well-secured hide-outs.