Guy steps up to the counter, massaging the pain from Gurag's 'pat' on the shoulder.
'Actually, I think it's more what we can do for each other' He quickly glances at the Twi'leks suspiciously, before lowering his voice.
'I've got a job, but I also need it done quietly. I've heard Baksed was the man for the job, but it's a big job, . . . now that I'm here, I'm not sure if this is the right place.' he says, looking around the shop with a disappointed frown on his face.
OOC:
hope that's ok. Lemme know what to roll, or the GM can roll it for me to speed things up.