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that's fine, no worries
Its getting late, I might have to call it a night soon
Looks like the plot thickened....

that's what she said...
She mulled over the proposition. "I'll be right back, I'll pass on this offer before making any quick decisions." She walked off toward the backstage doors.

It wasn't long before she returned. "Their debts have not been paid... but I'm afraid you have things confused. They aren't smuggling drugs, we already have a large smuggling ring. No, we are smuggling arms into Cloud City, you see Molech has a hostile take over in mind for this city. Molech cares not for the two you seek, but only may you have them after they make the drop off. Molech wants ten thousand, we will give you a job and set you up with them, you ensure the job is complete, then you can have your targets," she said with a fiendish grin.
I've felt the same about some of mine, its harder to write solid posts with small talk.
Drea took a shot before answering the hunter's questions. "Molech is wanted by Calrissian and the leaders of Bespin for a list of crimes. Calrissian just earned his title and the bounty he posted is out of his own pocket, but I think the bounty on him has gone up some due to the fact Molech's deathsticks caused 20 OD cases last week and his organization is spreading. Little to no one knows who he is or where he is hiding. Now those men, you were after are no longer wanted men but I'm afraid you don't know what you're dealing with here. Molech has been known to deal with threats in unpleasant ways."
Just let the scene unfold... nothing is jeopardized right now
"Why don't you buy us some drinks, and I'll hear you out in one of these booths," she said as she gracefully walked over to one of the VIP private booths and sat down. It was a particular booth reserved strictly for the club owner and manager.
I wouldn't worry about the cops right now.
Drea looked at the human male wearing armor at the bar. It was out of place but not uncommon for this part of town. "I'd say soldier, but you strike me more of a hunter's type. What can I do for you? I hope you won't be bringing any trouble to my club?"
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