"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."
