"Strictly need-to-know. And you two- don't."

"Oh, really?"

"That's how it goes, I'm afraid."

"Fine."

Shrug. "Expected as much. Thanks anyway."

Smile.

"So. You're looking to secure the CN-12 for Moff Pyron's pet project, and you wanted to know about Beeadu because he's the middleman between Orrishid and the rest of the galaxy. Is that right?"

"More or less."

"Unfortunately, the personal attention of a Sith is going to put entirely the wrong sort of fear into him."

"Do you have a plan, then?"

"In fact, I do. Beeadu has no personal investment in Orrishid. It would be fairly simple to convince him to sell his interest in the Group to a dummy corporation."

"I don't have those kinds of resources."

"Yes, actually following through on the deal would be a bit beyond my operating budget as well. But I do have enough to fake it."

"Why are they going through Beeadu?"

"The Cartel provided a substantial fraction of their startup capital."

"Ah. Naturally."

"Why are you doing this?"

"It's my duty as a loyal citizen of the Empire, my lord."

"And I need Beeadu angry. He's surprisingly unflappable, for a Hutt. But if he sells off something valuable for a payment that never materializes, well. That should do the trick. And it will benefit the Empire to have exclusive access to the CN-12."

"And it won't hurt to have you slightly more kindly disposed towards me in the future."

"Do you expect to need that?"

"Not concretely."

"Fair enough, I suppose."

"So what do you require from me?"