Mila smiled, though she kept working.  "Are you suggesting we make out with a traitorous Moff and plant a bug while he's distracted?  Because that plan is awesome."<br/><br/>Whether it was risk or the pure debauchery that made her grin.  There was a non-zero possibility that he'd smell a rat and use them as hostages.   There was a non-zero possibility that he'd lock them up tight and they might get abducted before the team would rescue them.  There was a non-zero possibility that the Moff might be into spanking aliens to get his rocks off despite where his loyalties should lie to the superior human race.  Years of propaganda told her that she was so utterly beneath a Moff, and yet the possibility of even a disgraced one perving on her was...<br/><br/>She couldn't help a small shudder that mostly showed in her lekku, and she was a little thankful Savsta was away from her by now.   It took more than a few moments for her to catch herself, and by then Izzek had already said his piece.<br/><br/>The red Twi'lek turned around to face the group.  "As far as an escape vehicle...if you want something to ditch anyway, we could brute force a local vehicle, or call a transit shuttle and then make the driver walk home.  I'll add that to the list of stuff to research.  I'll find out the information we need to make this work."<br/><br/>Turning back around, she got back to work and definitely didn't think of anything lewd.