Zig stood and smiled. "The feeling is mutual, Vashir." He replied as he shook the man's hand. Zig couldn't help but notice the playful manner Zoroka had in regards to Vashir. They were either former lovers, or they had teased each other so much, that if they did sleep together, it would ruin the mystique. Oh well, he thought. Not my business.
"So, Vashir, what do you bring to the table?
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