The camera pans from the floating Cloud City, and zooms in to a small store front wedged in between two tall buildings. The sign on the store reads “Galactic Treasures Emporium.” In the back room of this museum, a tall and fit man is organizing some papers when a teenage boy enters through door.
“Mr. Jarex, sir, those guys are here asking for you again,” the boy says in a scared voice.
The man, Jarex, sighs heavily. “Ok, Jeremy.”
Jarex walks calmly out of the back room, into the large store front, filled with an assortment of various pieces of art, jewelry, and antiques. Two rodians are wandering around the store, pretending to be interested in the wares. When they see Mr. Jarex, the taller one begins to speak.
“Oh, hello Mr. J. We are just coming to make sure there wasn’t any mistake. You see, we didn’t receive your payment for this month.”
“Well, there is a mistake; I sent the payment last week,” Jarex says with a grimace.
“Ah, but you only gave us part of the payment. My employer raised the price, remember?”
Starting to get irritated, Jarex begins raising his voice. “Your ‘employer’ already raised the price three times from our original deal; I am not going any higher!”
The rodian smiles. “I was hoping you would say that.” With that, the two rodians exit the store.
“Well, that went good,” Jeremy says, trying too lighten the mood.
“This deal’s getting worse all the time.”