(2 months later)

"Oh yes perfection!" Davy touted. A smile, as much as an Abednedo could, gleamed across his face. Before him was a sausage platter created for promoting the big event. The platter consisted of a trio of sausages from Davy's own secret recipes. His signature spicy seemed to be a hit among his squad mates.

Davy grabbed his data pad with the details of the event and his enormous platter of sausage. He walked outside with the biggest grin he could muster. The more people to join the event, the better. Some of the ships staff seemed a bit uptight to Davy. "Time to sell.", he thought.

Davy continued around the ship spreading sausage and word of the upcoming event. A truly exciting event he was doing with his old friend Maston Dane. Davy noticed a change in Maston as of late. A darker side and word of a secret order.

The event was a huge movie event planned for the shipping and receiving deck. It had the size to accommodate everything. Plenty of visitor parking on D deck as well. It was yet another film by acclaimed director Gurge Lucious, His previous work was a 3 part series depicting the later years of this emperor everyone here seems to be into. "If only i could convince that Han to join a meaningful organization.", Davy thought to himself. "He clearly gets it." This up-and-coming film was a different story about a duo who were hellbent on protecting their own empire. The five-dimensional effects, achievements of procurement, were set to really make the event something special,

Davy approached the hallway leading to the cantina. As he turned to go to the right he was met with the sight of imperial guards. "Son of a grok, Plaf," Davy quickly posted up along the wall, still with a winning smile on his face. "High Admiral Ploff, sir." Davy touted. Plif looked at Davy with a scowl. "It's Plif, for the hundredth time!" "Sorry sir,", Davy cleared his throat. "The main language used around here.... Well, it makes it hard to pronounce some things sir." Plif looked back in disgust, shaking his head. Plif took a glance at Davy's sausage tray and data pad, then looked at Davy's smiling face. "Let's hope there isn't any trouble like last time...Commander." Plif reached out and wiped a crumb of sausage from Davy's uniform. "Let's beef up security this time." "Absolutely sir." Davy replied. "Carry on then" Plif said with a smirk. As Plif turned his back and walked away, Davy's smile turned to seriousness and his eyes grew angry. "Oh, we'll beef up security", he muttered.

Davy approached the corner. "I know that stench anywhere." A hooded figure stood between the pillar and the door to the cantina. "Glad to see you made it." The hooded figure glanced up. "Maybe this will get me in the Corsairs good graces." "You know, I don't usually work with you stinky Abenedo types, I mean all of you are kriffing crazy, are you not?" Davy looked back with an evil glance. The mysterious figure took a step back. "Ok sorry, sorry, I was just kidding you know." "Might those sausages be for me?" "Oh, I simply must have this recipe, delightful.", as the figure reached for another one, Davy grabbed him by the hand. "Did you bring what i asked?". The figure pointed in Dacy's face. "Did I, Did I, how could you say such a thing." "I always keep my word."

"Consider everything locked...To be unlocked, yes." "When the time is right of course." Davy smiled back. "Maybe if this goes well, the corsairs will consider working with you and your organizations." The figure stood at Davy's side and placed his arm around him. "If anyone can do it.... The legendary Hondo Ohnaka can, my friend.... And how did you know i love sausages."