Ok, Fire, here is the situation
Your team has reached the underground starport, where you have not seen Persis but DID see Galder, Chion and the girl. The girl seemed EXTREMELY angry to see yerssot, of all people! But before there was a confrontation, the evacuation alarm sounded. You sensed danger and all of you bundled out of there before the blast doors closed.
You are still in a side tunnel, sealed off like an underground shelter. Talking to others has revealed that there was some sort of radiation accident, no-one seems sure of the cause- busted cargo, probably. This place is, of course, smuggler central, and all sorts of dodgy cargo comes through here, which is why the sensors and alarms were ready.
The only good news is that this has messed up the bad guys as much as you. So, here you are, in this sealed-off corridor, with Mah and yerssot, the incessant;y chattering C8-E8, and, of course, T'Lo Nebb, who is currently talking about the complexities involved in the paperwork of reporting all this.
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"Honourable sir, welcome to Nar Shadda, planet of the Hutts, greatest of all galactic settlements!" he says. "Please forgive my questions but I am merely an adminsitrator, and I must ask your business here!"