[@TheUnknowable] Inuel's false smile faded almost the moment she mentioned she was a Jedi. "Not interested." he grunted, before walking to the ramp of the ship. Renny ran in front of him and pushed to make sure he stopped.

"WAIT!!!" he shouted. Inuel stopped and looked down at Renny.

"Why?" he knelt down and started to whisper. "You hate Jedi more than I do."

"Yes, but the bint has money. And if we do tug-work, i'm going to blow my brains out in boredom. This way, we leave [i]Sleepy[/i] here, do a trip in their ship, get paid and go back to doing what we do best." The boy reasoned. Inuel thought for a second.

"I suppose we aren't doing it for the money... We're doing it for a shit-ton of money." he grunted, then got back up and walked back to the Jedi. Dozzy would notice Renny keeping his distance, as well as a hand on his weapon. "I apologise for my haste. I may be interested, but unfortunately, docking fee's and fuel aren't what they used to be before the war and a pilot of my age and calibre is impossible to find elsewhere... 50,000 no less." he said. He liked to make sure his business partners were listening before he did anything crazy. He knew to start high and then negotiate down to a reasonable wage.