Noventa - A Star Wars Story

"We shall see," she said, gave him a nod, then another one; after a moment of faked hesitation; to the guard who had shown her around. "Until we meet again," she said to the both of them, before departing.

"Excellent to hear Miss." He extends his hand to her, to send her off formally with a friendly smile. "Make sure to enjoy yourself at the festival tomorrow; should be a fun time."

"Your assurances have certainly helped put my worries at ease," she said, for the benefit of the guards outside. "You will see our business soon, I think."

There was a large smirk on his face as she looked on. "You're lucky you're starting to grow on me." He gives a small laugh and moves to the door, opening it for her for the display of the guards. "Well then, Miss Largo. Thank you for coming here today for your surprise inspection. As you can see, we maintain our storage units with the utmost care."

"Of course," she said, nodding her head. "Well then," she made a show of making a little curtsy. "I won't take up more of your time, Mr.Ribmatt."

"I suppose, yes." He says it with a bit of a annoyance. Direct questioning ruined the fun out of the game. "Regardless, you are done here for now. Point of all this was I was not to help you, but I made a exception today because for a small moment I thought there was a actual Largo here. There will not [b]be[/b] another one, do you understand? Get caught in a web like that again, you'll have to deal with the consequences. Which will probably involve stun bullets if you are not careful."

"I don't really know her," she said.

It was indeed not relevant to the situation; but she suspected that he was trying to throw her off balance.

"If you want to know you should just ask her."

"Not at all. I enjoy being challenged; keeps you sharp." He smiles. "Just maybe next time you get a 23, keep me in mind." He laughed. "That poor girl Fey; I feel so bad for her." He looks her down. "Don't suppose you would know this being so young, but is she seeing anyone? Not that I'm going to pursue her, of course. Just some playful flirting here and there. That's what this relationship is. But if she were seeing someone, that would make it a little bit too forward of me, being the gentlemen that I am. Try not to take mark that's already been claimed, you know."

He gives a small cough. "It's fine if you don't know; it's not relevant to the situation."

She tried to sense his emotions, hoping for some clue as to whether he was on the level or not, but lately she hadn't been able to get much that way. She decided to just go with it.

"Well I didn't mean to cause you any trouble like that. But I hope you're not suggesting I should take it easy on you at cards. I barely held my own last time."

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"No, I won't. Those guys outside? They may look into it. Get you flagged. Then the Largos Family contacts my boss, to which I have to investigate and deal with the person who decided to throw that name around. Then where does that lead me to? Well, you. It may come a surprise to you, Quinn, but I'd rather not turn you over to a crime family if I can help it. You're a smart kid, you have potential in this business. Don't want to see you get captured or killed making a rookie mistake like that."

He looks down. "This is why I came to help you out of the jam you found yourself in. Hopefully you remember this solid the next time we find ourselves at a card table together."

She wasn't allowing herself to show any sign of being intimidated by the gesture, and she smiled.

"It was just quick thinking, really. I needed a name to make your employees think I was with someone important in this line of business, and it was the first name that popped into mind. But surely you're not the sort of man to tell on a little girl just because she took some of your money playing Sabaac?"

He extends his hand to Quinn, greeting. "Yes, so finally glad to meet you here. Now, Fitz, why don't you go on back outside and get back to work. I'm sure you have other, more important things to do." Fitz nervously looks at his boss and back over at Quinn. "Nice to meet you, Miss Largo." He begins to peddle off as Ribmatt stared at him leaving until the door was closed, turning his back to Quinn with a amused smile.

"Well Miss [i]Largo[/i], don't you dress up nicely." The smile continued as he looked at her some more. "So, on my way over here, I was thinking about the name Largo. I know it well enough, but what I'm trying to figure out is why someone like you would use it so casually. Cause knowing that family, they don't particularly like their name being used by random people. If they find out about it...well...I'd hate to think what would happen." He moved in a step closer to give a sense of intimidation with his height as he kept his eyes locked on Quinn. "So...I want to know why a smart girl like you thought it'd be a good idea to use a name like [i]that[/i] for a job like this."

[i]Shit. I knew this was a bad idea.[/i]

"You must be Mr.Ribmatt," she said, maintaining her persona of important-person-ness.

"Ahh, Miss Largo!" Shouted a man with a unfamiliar twang to his voice. In came in Ribmatt, with a large smile on his face as he approaches, his tone and mannerism showed quite a prideful manner to it. Like he was a cat who found where the catnip was hidden. As he approached, he looked on at Fitz. "That'll be all...Fitz, right? Yes, thank you for entertaining the miss here until I could make my way here. Hopefully he did was a adequate guide for you until I could make my way over here."

He stared back, thinking of what else he could mention to help continue. Like she was expecting something more to come from it, only he had no idea what else to show. It was floor, crates...few doors, bathroom...droid storage. None of those things would really be of any interest to someone like her. His face showed to be quite nervous about it all and he just let it sit there in a largely awkward silence for a few moments longer.

She stared back at him, not saying a word. Clearly she was expecting him to come up with something; or at least that's the image she tried to convey. Really, it was a fishing expedition at this point; maybe he'd say more than he should if he felt pressured.

He gives a thoughtful look and shrugs. "I dunno, miss Largo. Are you satisfied with your inspection so far?" He racked his brain around for a few moments, thinking about what else he could point out. It was quite apparent he had never been put in a situation where he had to sell his job before.

"I see," she said, with a professional nod.

[i]Dumbass...[/i]

"What else can you show or tell me?"

"Each of these pallets have a code attached to it. We have a translation w-written back in security to figure out w-which one belongs to w-who." He nods eagerly. "That w-way, we keep all people from entering here clueless about their contents."

She followed along; keeping an eye out for any datapads. "How do you keep track of contents and ownership?"