[Jenya]
After hearing a refusal from both of the men Jenya made a visible pout in annoyance.

I can't believe it! Am I losing my touch?
Jenya shook her head, no it wasn't that certain people must have caught a whiff of the lighterning of their pockets...didn't they know what a pathetic salary a waitress got here? No matter I think it's about time I made a visit to Scourge concerning my current employment dilema.

She walked over to C202, requesting for the droid to take over the rest of her shift. She couldn't offer creds or use her pheremones to persuade her, but the she had an understanding with the droid and one day somehow she was supposedly meant to pay her back....how she didn't know.

She did laugh a little to herself as she seemed to have rubbed off on the droid a little, while she watched her flirt with some of the cantina's patrons. Hopefully that wouldn't get her into to much trouble.

Checking her datapad for where she could meet her contact within scourge she walked out the back door dreaming of all the heists she'd pull off while employed by Scourge...

"Ok, I'm in. Lead on, sarge. I mean boss." Grit said, correcting himself. Again? AGAIN? Sir, or boss, never sarge. Grit mentally kicked himself. "I can do recon- just tell me where to set up shop. I've also got a good nose for concealed weapons- the seps liked to have their non droid auxiliaries run around in civvy garb, used to give the infantry fits at checkpoints."
Grit assumed Kou knew where he was going, and followed. "If things get hairy, I got your back.
I won't let you down on this."