Corana, still crouched, pulled the Corellian stripe slacks back up awkwardly past her ass, and then fastened the belt as best she could from that position.<br/><br/>She glared around.  "Don't know.  I thought I felt someone touch the belt in front... then, bam!"<br/><br/>She frowned.  "Gimme a hand up, and maybe we can get off the street?  Our contact's place is near, right?"