Beggers Can't Be Choosers
River turned her gaze toward the pilot and the Jawa that stepped into the building before glancing at the time. Her contact still had not arrived, but perhaps they would be good company. Not that anyone was good company to a freelance bounty hunter, but beggers could not be choosers.
Getting up from her seat, she made her was toward the two new arrivals and slipped her hands behind her back. Offering a small smile, she finally spoke.
"Hello," was all she said.