B-225: Zarg’s World Highport, Traveller’s Café
“Yeah… experts.”
He pauses a moment and reaches into a pocket, waits there while the drinks arrive and then pulls out a small flat box, activates a control on it and places it on the table.
“No particular reason to tink we’re bein’ surveilled, but you know…”
Lia’s eyes widen slightly.
“Just what exactly are these experts supposed to do?”