Freeport 10's "Sylvania Dome"

[Moberg]

After she heard all of Roberts conditions, the assignment certainly got her interest. She thinks about the possibilities that his conditions imply. Discrecy, huh? Might be something illegal, but sometimes you even have to do that. They are really in need for money, otherwise they can't maintain the costs of their ship and get enough food and water at the same time. Even most of her personal savings are burned out because of that. Moreover, it seems that money doesn't play a role in this, so it might aswell cover the costs for the next months. That'll certainly be interesting.

"Fine for me, Robert. We uphold our contract standards of discrecy, and being late isn't my thing anyway."

She smiles slightly, leaving her glass alone this time. Her gazes shifts throughout the amphitheatre, looking for curious eyes observing their little talk, but she has yet to find one. There are only some figures in the 'distant' parts of this location, not really looking suspicious enough to demand her attention. She shifts her head towards Robert again.

"I'm listening."