Drae leaned over to hear the male Twi'lek over the loud music. He handed her a picture of a business contact. 

 "Trent Vassores, he is an associate of Molech, usually runs the deathstick trafficking here in Port Town, he is doing business with the owner of the club right now. His office is in the other room," she pointed to the closed door with two armed Devaronian guards. 

"I just so happened to be headed in that direction, its on the way to my apartment. You can follow me to the lobby, to wait for Vassores when he is done with business with my boss." 

Drea led the two renegades past the guards who opened the door and closed it once the party passed by. She led them down the hallway to a luxurious lobby where she indicated to have a seat on the couch. "Please, sit and wait for Vassores. If anyone questions you tell them I sent you."

She tugged on Dronas and guided him upstairs to her apartment...