Wilhelmina sauntered through the doors of the cantina, reveling in the familiar sounds of singing in the corner and several arguments over prices. Typical for Nar Shaddaa, a place infamous for smugglers. A place to bred arguments and trouble. Peering around the tavern for the contact she was meeting to collect her payment, 'Will' brightened as she spied the spikey horned head. An odd feature, but considering the other patrons at the cantina. Swinging into a seat beside Darius, Will pounded the bartop. "Oi! Can I get a drink here! I mean, come on!" She turned her boisterous personality towards Darius as she beamed a friendly smile. Something that did not match the atmosphere. "Darius, right? Will Laros!" She always was delighted by first impressions, even as she seized the man's hand and shook it vigorously.