"Right, right, got it." A loose cannon, or, perhaps more accurately, a loose grenade launcher, but at least a smart one. His trick with the grenade was just that: smart, but utterly careless. Though she was hardly strict, Diana, being a captain, generally respected the chain of command and the concept of discipline. Being next to someone who had just been a sweaty palm away from a murderer was definitely a change of pace. Regardless, it seemed she was in with a chance to score big-time, and no mood to miss it.

"Don't know how he found out, but your friend's right. I can get you to the Mogul, but it won't be easy or legal, which means it won't be cheap, either. Plus, you look like you can afford to pay." Diana lied as best she could, thankful to both the difference in species and her own partially artificial composition that would maker her harder to read. She wasn't lying about the last part, though. Between the fancy gun and what Giggles had said, she should be fine. "So with all that in mind, I'm gonna say twelve million bits, cash only, with one third up front so we can trust each other. Something wrong? No? You looked a little shocked then, that's all. Anyway, the price is non-negotiable. Sorry, but I'm not risking my life for nothing, and you won't find someone more reliable within sixty lightyears. Just ask your buddy, he seems pretty smart. Obviously, I'll need some time to prepare, but somehow I doubt you've got twelve million on you anyway. So, if it's a deal, same place in two weeks?"