Krews and Chaz were already ordering when the rest of them came through the door. He smiled at them and waved to get their attention and then pointed at the table they would sit at. Chaz drank something that stank of strong alcohol. "So, what's the deal? No way in hell we're down here for a routine gang bust." Krews continued to smile, trying not to alert their companions and talking fast before they were in hearing range. "Its a gang bust. They are selling hard drugs and weapons. They are rumored to even be involved in the slave trading business." Chaz clicked his teeth. "Still, too low for a Jedi. Get to the truth, Krews." "Fine, the three leaders are Force sensitive and have ties with Black Sun, you happy?" Krews rolled his eyes and walked over to the table. It wasn't that he was lying to the crew, but if they knew what was really going on, they might not be as willing to stay for the ride. He was pretty sure no one would get hurt. Yeah, he wouldn't let that happen. When everyone including Chaz, had gathered at the table, Krews sipped at his ice water. "So, time to spill the beans, boys and girls? Why are you really here? I can read most of you." His eyes flickered to Safi Kirsh and then they were still, and gleaming again. "And that is without the Force. Let's face it, this is not a dream job for you guys. Hell, Chaz isn't here just because he loves me." Chaz grunted something unpleasant, then said. "Yeah, yeah. Bad past, ex-con, and so on." Then drank his alcohol again. "Let's discuss this over some food. Nerfsteak with mushrooms, please." Krews said to the Cathar waitor.
As all of them spoke, even the so far silent cameraman, Krews nodded and looked sincerely interested in all of their individual stories. They ate and Chaz drank and by the time Blaise Marek came to sit back down, a Nikto walked through the door and nodded to Chaz. Chaz sat down his drink. "Time to roll, people." Krews threw enough creds on the table to take care of everybody's meal and stood up. "Look alive, guys and gals. Cameraman, start rolling!" Seeing the surprised looks on their faces, Krews smiled and pointed out of the window and to the parking lot. There were big, unhappy men getting out of several speeders and all seemed to be well armed. "Wearing Jedi Robes in this part of town is asking for things like this to happen. Now I may have to fight some of them, but our main focus is to get to one of their speeders and commandeer it." The smile on Krews' face showed the team that he had planned for this to happen and Chaz drew a large blaster pistol from his pants that had "ILLEGAL" written all over it. The big, unhappy men walked inside the diner and began to walk over to the crew's table, but Chaz made a face and then blaster bolts started flying. Krews' green lightsaber ignited and he then started to deflect the bolts. "To the speeder, people!" There were multiple ways to get outside. They could smash a window, or try their luck with the front door, which would require them to go through some very big, and very unhappy men.
"Everybody's out, K!" Chaz screamed as he took down two guards and hopped out the window. Krews grinned, deactivated his lightsaber, and jumped out the window. Once outside he ran to the speeder while Chaz tried to get it running. Gesturing with his hands, Krews focused on a truck speeder, lifting it into the air and slamming it into the restaurant, blocking the window exit, which the men were trying to get out of as well, but injuring no one. He turned to the camera man, "Did you get that?" The speeder started up, but Krews did not get in. "We're splitting up. Conrad and Safi with me, everyone else stay with Chaz, he's going to distract them and take you somewhere safe." "Yeah, if you call that place safe." Chaz scoffed and backed the speeder up. "Chaz, give Safi your blaster." "Which one?" "Any one, I don't care. We've got to go." Krews said as he hustled into a back alley across from the restaurant. Chaz tossed Safi a small blaster and then the speeder rose into the air and off. In the air, Chaz grunted to Jespis. "I hope your powers are good, kid. Or else we're toast." They were now being followed by a new speeder, a farghul hanging out of the side, firing at them with a blaster rifle. Chaz sped them to a dangerous speed and they began to make evasive maneuvers. "Blaise, here. This is my favorite blater, so don't frak it up." He tossed Blaise the large, illegal blaster he had been firing in the shop. Out of nowhere, another speeder appeared beside them, on Jespis' side and began trying to climb into their speeder. "Take care of that kid!" Chaz screamed as they continued to race through the city. On the ground, Conrad and Safi were having a hard time keeping up with Krews as he slipped from alley to alley. Eventually, he stopped and turned to Conrad. "You rolling?" He stripped out of his Jedi Robes and, while changing into an all green jacket and pants outfit, he talked to the camera. "Okay, okay. I think we lost them. So, I'm changing my appearance now because the gangmembers already know how I'm dressed." He threw his robes away. "Now, we're going to one of my old friend's house. For safety reasons, I can't reveal his name, but he can help us locate the warehouse...Okay, cut." He turned back to them. "Okay, you guys need new clothes. Here's come credits, go buy yourself a change of clothes and keep low while you're doing it. Meet me at that apartment building over there afterwards, Level 5, room 507. Stick together." Krews nodded and tried to smile, but the two could see the worry and concern on his face. Nodding, he turned and jogged across the street, disappearing into the apartment building.