The spaceport bustled with activity even as the night began to wear on deeper into the late hours. Amidst the hustle and bustle a Zeltron woman stood talking with a trader over a couple of speeder bikes. The Toydarian didn't appear to be receptive to the conversation and a lot of frustrated hand-waving towards the Zeltron was taking place. While many Zeltrons would tend to lean on the ostentatious side... this Zeltron was cool and practiced in her movements. Eventually the pair of them came to some sort of an agreement and a handshake was exchanged. The Toydarian flew off to deal with another customer as the woman hefted her bag up onto her shoulder and moved over towards an unoccupied bench.
The woman began quietly filtering through her backpack for a few moments before finding a small object and pulling it out... She looked up and leaned back on the bench, taking in the view for a moment while fiddling with the small object in her hand subconsciously.
