Funan shook his head slowly as he watched Leeba bark commands at the unfortunate workers before turning his gaze to the approching boy he had the fortune of calling son.

"so, whats da destination and cargo for oosen to be taking." Funan asked while watching Garun walk across the vast cargo bay.

"we've got to take a hell of alot of this black metal called Corbain to an imperial reminant base hidden on Coruscant." Garun walked up to the tall Gungan and handed him the data pad with the details of the transport, Garun watched the old gungan study the data pad for a few moments before speaking again in his usal inquisitive tone.

"what is corbain, its to soft to make armor to protect from balsters."

"Corbain is no for blaster reflection, corbain deflects da bombad lightsabre hits!"

"but what would a bunch of loosers like the reminat want with lightsabre proof armor?" Leeba interupted while nearly pushing Garun from his feet. "they wouldn't be stupid enough to take on the jedi!"

"who's to say dat day is usin' it for stormtroopers, dey could have become buddies wit da bombad sith!"

"should we really give it to them if thats there intention?" questioned Garun as he pushed Leeba back and gave him a sharp scowl.

Funan gave him a dismissive wave of his slender hand and rolled his eyes as he started to walk up the cargo ramp of the ship as the last of the workers left the cargo bay. "yousa no understanden, aslong as da price is right messa no bothered if weeza carryin' a deadly desease that can kill da galaxy, meesa shift da cargo und collect da mooney, yousa's job is to make sure dat da republic und da Jedi dunna find out or messa und yousas gonna be for da bashen!"

Leeba looked down at Garun who returned his worried look, "maybe we should have charged extra for this mission." his face lit up with his usual boyish charm as he spoke. He gave Garun a shove towards the ship as he led him up the ramp.

"ZEFA, get the lady ready to go to Coruscant, and hurry it up!"