Nodding at the instructions and the obvious following dismissal, Gerad Stood and walked towards the exit, a data-disk spinning between his first two fingers and thumb. Holding it up as he passed, he didn't even pause as it was grabbed from his fingers. As he walked towards the dock, he contacted his personal astromech droid that was still on his ship. "Tweak, prepare to recieve cargo....and a new friend." Gerad stopped outside of a droid shop, eyeing the odd protocol droid, which was marked at a mind boggling 900 creds. He walked up to it, looking it over, before walking over to the shopkeeper. "Is the price on that droid right?", pointing to said ARX droid. Noting the relieved expression as the shopkeeper nodded, he shrugged and bought it, mentally counting that he had only another 1100 creds to his name. He mumbled on his way over to the newest addition of his "crew", "Stupid dry spell, glad i caught this job..." Walking over to the droid, he stood in front of it. "Do you have any malfunctions?"