"Vette, I wish to speak with you,"

"Uh sure thing boss… I mean my lord," The Twi'lek piped up putting the data pad down. "What do you want?"

"I have a… favour to ask of you."

"A favour huh? Not a demand?"

Rayphara shot Vette a somewhat withering glance.

"Hey, I was only joking, geez,"

She sighed, "I have been informed by Captain Quinn that your presence has been…"

"Let me guess, annoying him?"

"In a word, yes,"

"Everything I do annoys him, he's soooo uptight,"

"Vette,"
"Alright, alright,"
"He has asked if I could inform you not to bother him whilst he's working,"

"Wow, he can't tell me to my face to leave him alone?"
Rayphara laughed, "Well, I think he wants to but then I also think he wants to deal with things in the proper manner,"

"More like he's a wimp,"

"Look, Vette. Just… rein it in a bit?"
"Alright, fine." She paused, "I'm doing this because you're pretty alright for a Sith Lord, not because I want to do him any favours."

"That is fine with me."