“Coronet City's working port district. The paint here doesn't pretend. Bay 14 holds a YT-1300 with more modifications than the manual allows, and your contact said the pilot is usually underneath it. They were right. There are legs sticking out from under the *Meridian Fault*, along with some percussive engineering and a Nar Shaddaa curse. The legs slide out. She sits up and looks you over, fast and assessing, the way you do when you've spent a lot of time figuring out if strangers are going to be a problem. Then she decides you're probably not. "Bay's closed for maintenance, unless you're here about the Ryloth run, in which case I have *questions* about the cargo spec." She stands and wipes her hands on her jacket. "So. Which is it?"”

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