While in the Twi'lek's grasp in the ally beside the cantina, Kerla gulped.
"Whatever you want to talk about, make it quick. There are stormtroopers that need killing and garrisons that need to be blown up."
Kerla breathed calmly, and looked at the female Twi'lek straight in the eyes. "I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Kerla Mison. But that's not the reason I came to talk to you. I wanted to say that--"
"Is there a problem here?"
Clone trooper! Kerla gulped. But then she remembered that she acted like a Smuggler. After all, she did look like one. She got out of the Lethan Twi'lek's grip, and placed her hand on her hip. "Naw. Nothin' wrong here, sir. Just chattin' with my friend here on how I'm gonna pay her back."
The young woman continued to smile, making it look good.