Luke glanced up a split second before Kess did, both alerted to the sudden emotion coming from two familiar souls, and they instantly realized the misunderstanding. Without need for discussion, Luke and Kess popped off their stools and threaded the crowd quickly, but not too fast to raise any alarms, so they could both stop Wedge before he blew Yana's cover.

They didn't make it. Wedge burst out of the archway from one side-room, full of confusion and emotion, the same time Yana marched fast and stoic from the other archway. But she didn't meet his eye. She simply walked, quickly, almost angrily, not looking at anyone, and walked right passed him like he wasn't even standing there.

Dumbfounded, palms spreading in the universal sign language of "WTF?", Wedge watched her go by and disappear around the corner from where he came.

Only then did he notice the two familiar Jedi coming at him from a different direction.

Wedge rolled his head and blinked away a quiet moan before giving Luke and Kess a look of contention. Luke didn't address him. He simply nudged Kess's elbow and muttered in her ear, now close enough and clear enough for Wedge to hear what he said. "You explain it to him. I'll explain it to her." He peeled off to follow Yana.

Kess's feet stopped short to look at Luke's back, aghast at that particular division of labor. Luke turned as he went, spreading his hands in a shrug. "We got a bigger job to do. We can't get distracted with any more confessions tonight."

Kess sighed hard, slumping her shoulders, but she understood what he meant. As he walked away, she grumbled sarcasm. "I'm sure it's got nothing to do with how much she looks like a redhead right now." Now face to face with a perturbed and confused Wedge, she flattened her mouth at him.

He shook his head slowly and crossed his arms at his chest to lock his knees with strength, laughing sickly as he went. "If you confess anything to me tonight, grease monkey, I'm going to slap you silly."

Kess rolled her eyes and stepped closer, snatching his elbow and pulling him out of the foot traffic to the edge of the archway. "She's on assignment tonight. That's why she's here."

"What assignment?"

In low murmurs under the thundering music, Kess explained what little she knew about the threats of sabotage. She told Wedge that Yana was here with Ren Entada to try to infiltrate the imperial rumor mill on the other side of the bar. Wedge took this in stride, nodding with understanding, but eyed back to where Yana and Luke had left with a different kind of worry.

"There's something else," Kess said darkly.

His eyes sliced over, clearly unsure if he wanted to hear anymore.

She rubbed her lips and lowered her voice even further, not looking directly at him as she spoke.

"And I'm telling you this only in the interest of helping you understand Yana a little. I will never again bug you about comming her. And I will not bring this subject up again. But-"

"But what?" His tone was cold.

"Luke sensed out to find me that night, and when he detected the rise in my Force Print, he sought out Yana to help him see the security feed to see what caused it."

Wedge closed his eyes and shifted them away before he opened them again. His lips pressed until he sucked them in and bit down.

"Yana can't bring it up with me or you because it's her job not to. They were in the CIC bunker when they saw the feed. I have the right to confess it to her, but I'm gonna let you make the call whether or not I do that."

Wedge stared at nothing over her shoulder. He looked pissed. "Stop talking."

Instead, Kess stopped trying to be quiet. "Look, Wedge, you're one of my dearest friends and I love you to death, but quit being an ass, will you please?"

A reluctant grin spread into his cheeks. Brown eyes fell onto her with humor and he pretended wanting to back-hand her.

She lowered her voice again, but this time she had his eyes. "I don't know if you commed her already, and I don't know if you're going to, but I want it to work out for you two. I really do. As her friend, and yours, I ask you to remember that that girly girl knows a lot more secrets about what went down on Hoth and Yavin 4 than you, me, and Luke all put together. And she can't talk about it. Even if she could talk. So be gentle. Be patient. And for Force's sake, don't treat her like Novato did or I'm going to slice your arms off myself."

His grin dug deeper. His shoulders rumbled with a silent chuckle.

"You get me?" She demanded.

Wedge nodded fervently. He eyed over again, eyes shining now, and nodded some more. "Willco, Commander." And then he laughed.

"Good!" She shoved him away. "Now get your ass back in there and keep my brother from drinking."

Wedge chuckled some more, and turned away to return to his 'duty'. Coming down from the frustration, Kess sighed hard and peeked through the archway at how her brother was doing, smiling at the old gang with which he was making fast friends, but Wedge, in his stroll back to them, turned back to her and signed 'thank you'.

Kess signed back, 'yw'.

Meanwhile, Yana marched right passed Nik and the rest of them and straight down the bathroom hall on the rebel side, passing the line of women to dive into the empty corner by the back door - a moment away from it all to gather her wits.

With his hands in his pockets, Luke strolled down the hall behind her, ignoring the women waiting in line, and dropped his back against the wall beside her hiding spot.

Yana looked up to find him, sighed hard and moved to lean against the same wall, using his larger body as cover to hide her from the common area.

"You okay?" He murmured.

Yana sighed once through her nose and nodded, but she wasn't convincing.

"Nik needed a night away from his Jedi Master. Wedge is here to make sure he doesn't drink during the escape."

Yana's eyes flicked over to hear that, but she nodded again, understanding now.

"Anything on the other side?"

She shook her head.

Now it was Luke to sigh and gaze out to the common area for a clue. "Maybe we got the wrong place."

Yana shook her head again. Her eyes were severe to look over at him. She shook her head again.

Luke understood what she meant. He glanced out at the common area again and worried. He wasn't sensing anything out of place. Maybe his presence had thwarted whatever the imperials had planned.

Yana touched his elbow to get him to look at her. Then she gestured an index finger back out there. A question. And he would surely be able to sense the topic.

Luke grinned in all friendliness. "I'm not worried. And neither should you."

She flattened her mouth, shrugged, and shook her head, unable to promise that.

Luke pulled off the wall then, shifting his feet so he could lower his head and murmur closer to her ear. "Let him prove it to you."

Her eyes flicked up. Luke's grinned down. He nodded, turning away, and mouthed it again. "Let him prove it."