She felt his apprehension at the thought of trying to hack into the building schematics and smirked wryly, turning her attention to the large machinery as he gestured towards it. She paused a moment to think about the options presented to them. While posing as Jedi might be considered the easier option (they were dressed for it already), it wasn't necessarily the BEST option. 
"Somehow I don't think going down the Jedi route would be too smart...they could have people in the Embassy still watching around for Jedi or Dark Jedi...it's not worth risking our necks by giving them extra reason to follow us. We want them to think we're dead for as long as possible, right?" she pointed out, chewing on her lower lip. "I think it'd be much safer to pose as run of the mill maintenance workers and just hide our sabers somewhere." there'd be far less people in the corridors, presumably, if they managed to get in through the maintenance entrance as well.

With their plan now in place, the duo had to backtrack to find a vendor from whom they could purchase more ordinary-looking clothing that would allow them to pose as maintenance workers. On the corner of the previous block they found one such alien, a particularly chatty Twi'lek who was waving and babbling away at them in his native tongue several yards before the pair had actually stopped to address him. After explaining their requirements (omitting the part about the clothing being used to help them illegally break into the Republic Embassy, of course), the jolly green skinned vendor was gladly able to present them with suitable garbs. Afterwards, it was a simple matter of finding somwhere to change, and a safe place to store their usual outfits so that they could come back for them later. It was unwise, undoubtedly, to leave their lightsabers in the same place purely at the risk that someone may still stumble onto the stash. And aside from that, Aria was loathe to part from her only means of defense, given that the pair seemed to attract trouble wherever they went despite their best attempts to avoid it. She didn't imagine Yerbol felt too keen on going in unarmed either.

Instead, for Aria at least, it was a simple matter of shifting her weapons to the leather strapping around her forearms that served as makeshift holsters, which she had made for the specific purpose of hiding her sabers from view when surprise (or stealth) became necessary. While Yerbol appeared to lack any such kind of pre-prepared way of concealing his weapon from sight, it was simple enough to get hold of scrap leather with which she could help him to fashion something similar. As prepared as they could possibly be for their attempted infiltration, the duo then returned to the sweepers Yerbol had picked out earlier and slipped into the maintenance roles. She had to admit she was quite apprehensive about being able to pull the bluff off as they approached the service entryway, so to be on the safe side she kept her mouth shut and let her companion do the talking. Despite her concerns, however, the security officer on duty had no problem with letting them through. 

The inside of the Embassy, as expected, was just as immaculate as the outer appearance suggested. She had to hand it to the Selkath, they had a talent for maintaining near-sterile levels of cleanliness in Ahto City. At least the floors were so clean that they'd hear anyone's shoes squeaking on the tiles long before they got anywhere near the ambassador's office. Naturally, it was the first place Aria and Yerbol would look for information. The guy was the center of every Republic negotiation attempt on Manaan, of course the True Sith would want him in on the whole endeavour. When they reached the hallway where the office was situated, Aria paused to glance back in Yerbol's direction. 
"I know it'd be quicker if we both searched, but I still think it'd be a good idea if one of us goes in and the other one stands watch, just in case we DON'T hear someone coming before they see us." she suggested. What she didn't want to acknowledge out loud was the niggling sense of doubt that was gnawing at her gut. This seemed almost TOO easy...nobody had questioned them or asked to see their credentials since they had gone in, and they had passed more than a few people on the way up here.