Dronas followed Braedug out of the ship, also turning his comlink back on before sending a message. 

"Drea, we're coming over, have a bottle of whiskey out and we can talk business."

Flicking the communicator shut again he caught up with his new business partner and walked with him the short distance to the cantina. Whatever was going on he wanted this over as soon as possible. The whiskey would help with that.