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Had indeed heard the complaint comment. However she would not get huffy about it. Merely a glance in her direction, and that was all she'd do. What need was there to cause a ruckus over something so small as a letter? Besides, she would probably just make Sephiroths break even less peaceful if she had started something. Still, it wasn't like that one letter was going to bring the temple crashing to the ground of coruscant, so for all she cared he could send it and 100 others as well. She turned her gaze away from the girl at the table, then leant back against the bar, still bearing a smile. "So would it make the drinks less enjoyable if I asked how my training is to start, Master?"

Fina gave a nod. "I see. My former master had taught me how the abilities are done... but I have yet to get much experience using them... The most experience I'd say I have, is blocking the un-lethal blasts of a little trainer bot, if you can call that experience, and trying to fly away from some, i'm assuming, untrained dark jedi in space."

"The server will take your order when he gets over here. After that he'll relay that to the cook and then bring it back once its ready." Natalia said, automatically elaborating for Doc's benefit but ignoring his first question. If he didn't see anything wrong with the Jedi's conduct then that was his business.
"He's probably used to being laughed at..." She thought a little upset by the idea. She wasn't a prize winner when it came to tact or social grace but she didn't laugh at anyone.
When the server finally brought over her meal she was rather disturbed to note that the slight feeling she thought of as distress had increased for no discernable reason.

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Natalia blinked twice, the meal had been standard though it was certainly better then the frozen meals she generally ate. If his reaction this strong she wondered what he would think of a good restaurants food, let alone delicacies.
She finished eating, barely registering the taste of her own food. She had grown up on better and responded with equal amount of enthusiasm to it. Food was merely an energy source to her, flavor and texture didn't matter so long as it didn't physically burn, freeze or poison her.
"Alright, we should be able to pick up the parts for your ship now...Doc, let me make something clear right now. You're going to have to wait in the speeder while I go in." She said flatly as she handed the server her credit chip. Doc had done fairly well in the clothing store but dealing with Janshika would require a certain degree of finesses and having him freak out and run around the parts depot would certainly weaken her bargaining position. The parts weren't illegal but they weren't easy to get a hold of and did require certain licenses to supply them so the Rodian would defiantly try to squeeze her for more then normal.

Natalia wasn't used to being disagreed with in a rational manner and had to pause to think for a moment. People tended to make irrational demands and ignore any logical explanation she might give in response. Having someone merely make a request was new to her.
Doc had demonstrated the ability to fallow directions and listened to her so it wasn't entirely implausible that he might be alright in the depot.
"Even if he dose screw up my father is paying the bill for this..." Natalia revised her decision then took several minutes to contemplate the fact that she had. It was an unusual turn of events.
"Alright but I'm holding you to your promise. No touching anything but you can look." She said, looking him directly in the eye in order to gauge his response.
"The depot is basically a glorified warehouse full of ship parts for everything from an escape pod up to a light frigate so there's not a lot else to see aside from the service droids and the manager. There probably won't even be other customers since most people file there orders electronically and have them shipped instead of coming down to browse." She said with a shrug, she preferred to directly inspect things before buying them. It saved a lot of hassle with wrong shipments and defective or flawed parts.

As Natalia said yes, Bob's eyes lit up with uninhibited glee. with a few quick, and repeated 'thank you's Bob began to smile. not just any smile, but a radiant smile, one that would make even a depressed suicidal think twice about life ((kind of like setting an example of how much happiness someone can achieve.)) As he smiled, Bob simply stated, " lead the way....I can't wait to see all these parts...." ooooo, lets see....running checklist of what I need....a new power core, because I need to replace that gutted and rebuilt power droid....some power conduits, a few computer systems and proggramming software....some paint, for a new paintjob, the one I made with that sloppy joe blood is starting to wear....a communications array, or at least a small dish.....an Ion cannon, assuming I can get one and still have enough power to use it. oh, right, and a database of all current laws, regulations, and any information pertinent to my aunt and uncles. and perhaps a current map of the galaxy, maybe with one I could figure out where we crashed oh so long ago....