Charlotte stared at the man. "Give me that flash drive, or I swear I'll kill you. You have no fucking idea what you're meddling with," Charlotte said in a low voice - almost a growl, she was so angry.

The man slowly began to walk across the cell towards her, "A-a-actually, I do know what I'm messing with. I know who you are. You're scum like me just looking to make some coin off these bozos." By now he was standing a few inches away from her, she finally realized how much taller he was than her. He leaned an arm over her head on the jail cell bar. This close his scent overwhelmed her. He smelled like leather, gasoline, and whiskey, a combination she was surprised she was comforted by.

"I'm nothing like you," Charlotte spit the words out angrily. "Well sugar, you d-d-don't even know me … but I know who you are, Charlotte," he said with a playful glimmer behind his eyes. Him saying her real name made her sharply inhale. She looked at him, knowing he could see the fear in her eyes. "Don't worry d-d-doll, like I said, I'm just like you - I'm only in it for the money. I don't have any ties to the Resistance or the First Order, it's just business. This time I win, next time maybe you will," he said brushing a rogue piece of hair off her face. His rough calloused finger softly grazing her cheek gave her chills all the way down her legs.

"How do you know my name?," she said eyeing him suspiciously. "I overheard a conversation about a master t-t-thief who has been taking all the work here on Canto Bight doing jobs for the Resistance and the First Order, and since someone was taking money from me, I made it my job to find out who you were. Gotta say, I'm impressed. Took me months to figure out who you were. Once I put it together that it was you, I was shocked someone so gorgeous could be causing me to l-l-lose so much money," he said giving her a look that made her weak to her knees.

"I heard from one of my regular clients with the Resistance that Nicodemus was going to have a flash drive with information about the First Order's weapon and that they hired this master thief to steal it off him tonight and they'd be making booka moolah for the job. Since I had already put it together that you were the master thief, I had my eyes on you too, which made for an enjoyable night," he said with a grin licking his lips. She hated this man for screwing over her chance to leave this place, but couldn't help but feel a bit flushed hearing him talk like this about her. "So, I figured, since you've been taking all the high stakes jobs, I needed to do something about it. I mean, a man's gotta eat," he said with a shrug.

Charlotte rolled her eyes, "Well I needed that money for something more important than drinking booze and gambling, you prick." The man studied her, "To hide away on Takodana and forget about how your family left you for dead, right?" Charlotte again sharply inhaled, this time she had to fight tears from welling up in her eyes. "How do you know all of this about me?!," Charlotte demanded. "Like I said missy, I make it my job to find out anything I can about someone that makes me lose m-m-money."

Suddenly, Charlotte became infuriated again with this mystery man and two hand shoved him away from her as she huffed away from him and went to sit on the cement bench at the back of the cell.

"Well, you can be mad at me darling, but you wanna get outta this cell don't 'cha?," he asked. She rolled her eyes at him, and crossed her arms realizing how cold it was in the cell. "Of course dumbass! You're the one that got us in here!," she said sharply. He raised his eyebrows at her and held both hands up at her as if she was about to shoot a gun at him.

Without saying another word he took a card that had been tucked away underneath his hat, turned around and reached his arm through the cell bars and after a few seconds there was a loud click. He lightly pushed on the cell door and it opened freely.

He turned to look at her and with a sly smile he bowed slightly, extending his arm towards the now open cell door, "After you gorgeous." As much as she wanted to smack him, she was impressed and relieved they had a way out. Against all of her common sense she followed the mysterious man's lead, and exited the cell.

He shut the door behind him and offered her his arm. Hesitantly, Charlotte accepted and looped her arm through his. Surprised, he gave her what seemed to be a genuine smile, and patted her hand. "Alright l-l-love, let's get outta this place and get this money from the Resistance," he said with a wink. Even though she rolled her eyes again at him again, she couldn't deny how much his touch made her pulse quicken.