"C'mon Quaisak" says Vector, "You're going to start with 2000?"
Vector shakes his head at pudgy pak'ma'ra.
"We've done some good business together my friend, and you've already made your profit here...so how's about taking a few hundred off that for me?"
Vector smiles suddenly, a shrewd cast coming to his expression.
"I might have a couple more items coming in that will take your interest Quaisak, give a little here and it'll come back to you ten-fold" (*)
"Think about it, and I'll meet you at your spot in a couple of hours"
With that, Vector signs off and flicks a switch on his communicator. The metal fragment catches his eye, and he carefully unwinds the chain from around his wrist. He holds the twisted piece of metal up, as though examining it closely.
Why do I keep you? he wonders, it's not as though he meant for it to mean anything...
[sblock=(*)]Vector may be lying a little bit here too...he'll be alluding to the possibility of finding something more than the 'beetle' but overexagerrating the probability..if that makes sense![/sblock]