Walking back into her workplace, Tialya called into the backroom asking Lamarr if he was ready to re-open up shop. After she was given the ok, she flicked the sign back over to read 'open' and settled herself down behind the counter.

Looking down at her arm, she had noticed that there was a hand shaped bruise developing on the top of her arm. Rubbing it, she felt a small amount of pain, grumbling, she cursed the Stormtroopers under breath but regained her composure as another few customers had entered the shop.

"Excuse me miss?" A young man said as he approached the counter. "I'm looking for a spare comlink part for a 74-Z Speederbike"
Tialya gave an odd look to the man, living in Bespin, no one really had any use for Speederbikes seeming as they would plummet thousands of feet to the ground below is they were used outside of the city.

Tialya snapped out of her thoughts realising she had to answer the man standing at the counter. "Oh! Uhh I'm not sure, I might have something in the back but I can't really promise anything. Let me go and have a look for you." Tialya turned her back to the man.
"Alright, thank you miss." The man smiled as she left for the back room.

Tialya walked into the backroom where Lamarr was still working, writing down notes and shuffling through papers. "Hey Lamarr, I got a guy there asking for a comlink for a 74-Z Speederbike."
Lamarr looked up from his papers and gave Tialya the exact same look she gave to the man behind the counter. "What in the world would someone be doing with a Speederbike in Bespin?" Lamarr looked around through some drawers, and in a few boxes that were scattered around the floor of his desk.

Tialya looked around the work tops and around some old second-hand parts for ships and so on, maybe hoping to find some sort of a comlink, or something similar. "Nope, can't find one anywhere" Lamarr finally said and he fell back into his seat returning his attention to the papers in front of him. "Ahh, same here no such luck" Tialya sighed, annoyed at the fact she had lost a potential sale.

When she made her way back to the counter she had noticed that the man had gone, looking around and out the window, she saw no sign of him. Suddenly she had a very horrible feeling at the pit of her stomach, she rushed over to the till, seeing that the edges were slightly discoloured as if it had been singed or burned, flinging the draw out she stood there dumbstruck, all the credits had gone. They were left with nothing; all their profits from the day were gone.

"That little thief!" Tialya slammed the draw shut, snapping her head towards the back door. "What am I going to tell Lamarr…?" She stood there, trying to think of some form of explanation for what had happened when Lamarr suddenly came through the door.
"What did you tell the- -Tialya? What's the matter?" Lamarr looked at her, concerned about her complete lack of complexion.

Tilting his head he noticed the discoloured edges of the till and his faced dropped. "Everything's gone" She finally managed to say. "He took all the credits, everything." Tialya's heart was pounding against her chest; she was going to be fired for sure.

Lamarr's face very suddenly turned very hard, she had no idea what he could be thinking, what he going to fire her, go berserk, yell at her for being so careless as to leave that man alone in the store? He looked at Tialya with a stony expression "Go home Tialya." He turned his back to her and walked back into the back room.

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Making her way back to her apartment Tialya was worried about what Lamarr might do, that man had quite a temper on him. She just hoped that he didn't go on some mad rampage and destroy half the shop, or taken out one of the blasters they kept in the back and gone on the hunt for that man, not that she cared about him. He stole from them. She cursed him under her breath as she walked.

"Tialya" She heard a somewhat familiar voice call behind her. Turning around she saw a Stormtrooper speed up his pace to catch up to her. Her stomach dropped slightly as this trooper approached her.

"It's me. Isaac" He said, has he noticed her tense when stood in front of her. "From the Cantina?" Tialya smiled remembering the kind Stormtrooper who helped up. "Isaac!" She beamed "You frightened me for a second; I thought you were one of the other troopers." She looked him up and down.

He looked exactly the same as the other troopers, they all did, and there were no makings on his uniform to take him away from the others.

Isaac laughed uncomfortably, "sorry, I didn't mean to frighten you" he shifted awkwardly in front of Tialya. "Um, hey I just wanted to ask if…Well… You wanted to meet me, tomorrow? I'm off duty so…"

Tialya felt her heart skip for a second, was he…Asking her out? She didn't realise she had taken so long to answer him. "I-if you don't want to I completely understand. You know what it was stupid of me to ask in the first place I'll just- -"

"Oh! No it's fine" She started to smile at his awkwardness; she thought it was kind of cute. "I'd love to, anyway it's the least I could do for you, since you helped me earlier" A sudden thought crossed her mind, if she were to meet him tomorrow, will he be in uniform? How will she know who he is? Even if he wasn't, she still doesn't know what he looks like.

"Ahah! That's great, so I guess I'll meet you in the Cantina around 12 standard?" Tialya couldn't tell if he was smiling or not behind his frowning helmet but she assumed he was. "Yeah, sounds great!" She smiled. "Oh!" Tialya had a sudden idea. "Take this" She removed a silver pendant from her neck and placed it in his hands. It was a gift from her father but somehow she knew she could trust Isaac with it.

"What's this for?" He looked at the delicate necklace hanging between his gloved fingers.
"It's a pendant; wear it tomorrow, so I know who you are" Pleased with her sudden cleverness, she gave Isaac a wave before making her way down the corridor to her apartment.

"Don't be late!" Isaac called after her.

Tialya giggled to herself, giving him one last wave as she walked, thinking to herself. "I never really was good at being early."