Everything was going smoothly. The sharp crack of breaking wood earned a groan of annoyance, but the yelp made her perk fully. She knew that yell! Like a shot from a sling, she was off and running for where she had heard the ruckus. No one was screaming though, so that was a good sign... Looking between the broken crate and the Matorian, Yokka sighed and walked up to nudge a few of the loose spice bottles toward the crate. "Unusual seeing you here, darling," she observed questioningly.