"I would definitely remember doing that," Ibani replies, "and I don't."
The Weequay relaxes, and the chef and the waitress do too, if slightly less than the armed Weequay.
"Can't have people leeching off our reputation, that's how you make a living in this business."
Which is both true and likely a more believable reason for potential interference than the goodness of their hearts.
"You have any information about our doppelgangers?"
"No names," the chef replies. "But I overheard you," he says looking at Ben, "er, sorry, HIM, say something about a safehouse near the palace of Jarlo the Hutt."
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Date: 2020-08-17 11:29 pm (UTC)The Weequay relaxes, and the chef and the waitress do too, if slightly less than the armed Weequay.
"Can't have people leeching off our reputation, that's how you make a living in this business."
Which is both true and likely a more believable reason for potential interference than the goodness of their hearts.
"You have any information about our doppelgangers?"
"No names," the chef replies. "But I overheard you," he says looking at Ben, "er, sorry, HIM, say something about a safehouse near the palace of Jarlo the Hutt."