Listening to Carmen's short tale she opted to not give a short tale of her own, but rather listeing to the rest of the comment. And that's when a juicy little comment rang to her ears. A questionable package? Oh my, that's sure an entertaining thought. With a little push of a button a round wall lowered down over the console and seating arrangements for the two of them. Jessibelle had actually planned this seating arrangements, this was a private chamber for important conversations. "Ssorry about your companionss, dear, but this iss a private matter. Issn't it?"

When the question of a request fell upon her. "Of coursse, we've no qualmss with hauling any cargo of yourss. Tell my crew itss location and weight, we'll load it onboard." To be honest, Jessibelle was growing tired of her lordly act right now. Taking up her normal and rather casual tone in the now private room. To be honest, even for someone as clever as her, it is difficult to hold a fake accent for so long. "We really don't mind illegal trade here, we're not the leading governing body. Sso hauling illegal or questionable materiel issn't a problem."