A quick look at the map shows you a cantina-like eatery across from Passk's shop.

"That cantina looks perfect for our purposes. Omen, you're with me. Let's get this operation underway." Randy looks at Parn. "Let us know when you get in position. Remember, play it cool. We're just here to do some trading. See you soon. May your transactions be profitable."

"I am always cool " says Parn with a smirk and adjusting his leather jacket. "Do we have any.. secret passwrod to give to him or I just say that Rieekan sent me?" 

"Hmm, password? I don't think so. We were only told to contact Passk."

"I see... ok see you soon!" says Parn heading towards the shop to meet this Passk. 

Randy and Omen: The two of you head to the cantina to watch Passk's store from a distance. You find a table on the patio across from the oddities shop and take a seat. The cantina door opens and a waiter walks through, you hear the soft sound of **** coming from within the cantina. The waiter asks you what you two would like to drink.

Parn: You walk over to the shop and the door open automatically as you approach. As the door slides open on a squeaky track, a melodic chime can be heard. The smell of old paper and dust fills your nostrils as you are confronted with countless shelves stacked with all manner of junk. As your eyes adjust to the darkness, you see a somewhat short and middle-aged Trandoshan approaching you. With a smile, he says, "Welcome to Passk's Oddities, my friend. What can Passk do for you on this fine day?"

"Good day to you Passk. I wonder if you have a spare K38 motivator. Mine got fried in the last hiperjump. Quite the place you have here Passk, my friend Rieekan wasn't kidding when he said I should come and talk to you" he says looking around as if he was really complementing the place but was looking around for any hidden imperial presence. He looks at the Trandoshan, hoping he had understood. 

Randy turns to the waiter. "Hello. Good day to you sir. Before we make any trades I would like to see all of your offerings. Do you have a list of what you serve that I may peruse it? In the meantime I think we would both like a glass of space-water. From the tap will be fine."

"What is the most popular drink you have here?  Not what such drinks as refined gentlemen like ourselves would tend to drink.  But what's the average grunt, your work-a-day Joe, your Imperial-cannon-fodder-can't-shoot-straight-to-save-the-Emperor kinda guy, what would they drink?  What's that?"  Omen asks as he folds his hands beneath his chin.  

Randy and Omen: The waiter writes down Randy's order and smiles at Omen in that 'My job requires me to be polite to you' way. "I recommend a local brew called Hodor's Big Ale. It's very popular around here."

Parn: You can make a Perception check if you want to sweep the shop with your eyes for any hidden Imperial presence.

Passk smiles a large toothy grin. "Yes my friend, you have come to the right place. Please join me in the back, we have much to discuss." He motions towards the back room of the shop. His reptilian eyes look from you to the front door and back to you. "Did you come alone, are do you have any friends who would like to see this K38 motivator?"

"Does that have alcohol in it?"  Omen asks the bartender.  "My mind says yes, but my tum-tum says its going to regurgitate the roasted porg I had for breakfast.  What else?"

Omen: The waiter puts on a look of fake concern. "Of course sir, I understand. In that case I recommend a nice tall glass of blue Bantha Milk."

(sorry it's been a really busy summer hopefully things are going back to normal now) 

"Yeah" says Parn a little more relaxed "I think I know a couple of guys that could be interested in that motivator. " he raises a finger to excuse himself and produces his communicator and call the others "Uhh hi you guys should come to the shop and see check this KC38 with me. It seems legit." 

While Omen distracts the waiter, Randy listens to Parn over the communicator. Turning to the waiter Randy says, "Actually, our business opportunity seems to be more timely than we anticipated, as such we must leave your fine establishment." Getting up from the table Randy says to the waiter, "We will consider returning, though, once our business has concluded." Turning to Omen Randy says, "Let's get out of here."

"But I've never tried proper Bantha milk!  Do we have time to get a to-go cup?  Pllleeeeeeaseeee?"

Rolls persuasion = 3

"Fine!" Randy turns to the waiter, "Could we please purchase a Bantha Milk in some sort of transportable container please?" Persuasion = 7

Omen claps his hands three times in delight.

Omen and Randy: The waiter nods. "Yes, of course you can," and he walks off to get you your Bantha Milk. He soon returns with a covered semi-clear container of blue liquid. He hands it to Omen and collects 2 credits.

Randy thanks the waiter and leads his Bantha Milk obsessed friend to the store where Parn is waiting. "You know that Bantha don't actually lactate, right?" Randy tells Omen while holding the door to the store open for him.

"Haha, of course they do!" Omen says taking a large sip.  A blue milk-mustache coats his blue upper lip.  "Besides, the male Bantha juice comes in yellow, and is far more salty."