Pact with the Manda'lor... Boba Fett who didn't even LIVE on Mandalore or pay any attention to it, that sounded like a good idea. "Of course I can't trust Zann, but as long as he has need for me I have a nice steady and large income. Just don't go dying on me Tor, it wouldn't be very good for either of us." He walked down the ramp following Tor into the ranks of the mercenaries. When they reached a Bothan who appeared to be in charge Tony stood beside Tor, he opened his arms wide. "Welcome! The Infamous, or Famous Tony and Tor, Tor and Tony depending on whom you ask. What brings you to our humble vessel? Interesting in joining our crew?"

Tony just gave Tor a side glance before speaking. "We don't exactly take commands, we take orders and they're usually paid. We're just admiring this grand vessel of yours, Mandalorian Iron hull yes? Very nice." He took out a scanner and began scanning the ship, using the sensors aboard his own ship. "Very nice indeed, I'd love if I could have a ship made out of this. Mind if I ask where you got the iron? I'm sure Tor here would love to know. Wouldn't you Tor?"