J'eek was pissed, and his crew mates knew it just from the scent. They could feel the rage whenever he let out a sentence. But the human he was attempting to trade with was no Jawa, and he had assumed he was making perfectly reasonable demands which were getting through to J'eek.
It all started when J'eek decided to purchase some ale for his men in preparation for their campaign against the Tusken raider clans and the "beginning of a new age for Jawa on Tatooine." as he put it. He had gone on long and pointless speeches about how this was important and something for them to look back on, and forward to, whenever they are in heated combat. Gleefully he had prepared some credits he had set aside for just this occasion, mostly earned through a few ambushes of human caravans and the left overs from when they stole from their clan's horded valuables. "This is going to be fun." He muttered, giving off the scent of joy as his men passed by him. "First, we will drink. Then, we will prepare for the raid by gathering weapons for the men. Then we will practice by shooting the bottles of ale recently acquired. It's a win-win." After gathering the valuables he had so carefully acquired they went off to the marketplace. J'eek and his men were a common sight for many of the people there, as were most other Jawas. It wasn't fame, but infamy, as Jawas tended to be harsh when making deals. The stares and looks of disgust didn't bother J'eek or his men, infact J'eek found mostly a sense of pride in his people whenever people would stare.
Eventually they stopped at a small tent being held up by two sticks. It was on one of the corners of the marketplace and had a small sign: "Wonder Ale" on it. A gruff human greeted the new potential customers at first, but his kindness he often gave to customers immediately turned to a look of disgust when he got a look at his new customers. J'eek didn't need to be a jedi to read what was going on in his head:
"Jawas. Of course."
J'eek was prepared for this, and immediately started looking around, ignoring the human's obvious disdain. He got work, starting up and down the show looking at the selection of ales and other. He didn't want anything fancy, only a case of sufficiently strong ale. He'd spend most of his search shrugging off the snide comments the human made, he figured the human was new around here and while he was ignoring the comments, He WAS taking note of them. This would be used as a negotiation tool later. While Jawas were looked down on, they were still somewhat respected after all. After what felt to him like mere seconds of searching he finally found the case of what he was looking for. "Finally" was the first thing the human said as he brought it up to the man's 'counter' which was a simple wooden slab, it didn't even have table legs.
The man began to size up the case, it was just standard ale you could find on any planet, Everyone in the room knew it. Everyone, except this human it seems. Immediately he began hyping up the ale with a smug grin smeared across his face. "Yes yes, I had to go through quite the trouble to get this." He said, looking down at J'eek with a stupid grin. "You must think I am stupid human, you very clearly could get this from any old stand. It's basic ale. " J'eek said, pulling out his credit chip and typing out a number. He presented the number to the human, 20 credits. It was a fair price in J'eek's eyes but the human sneered the moment he took a look. "Did you not hear me? Did I not say how rare this ale was?" And so began the argument. It was mostly a one sided shouting match as the human clearly had no idea what J'eek was saying. Anyone could recognize this, anyone except J'eek. It was hard to get him to recognize his surroundings while he was angry, and nothing made him angrier than someone trying to give him a bad deal. The argument was mostly J'eek throwing insults and tapping the price he set and the human going "No no no, I need this much. and raising the price each time." His crew mates backed up, the stench of rage seeping from J'eek as the argument heated up, catching the attention of some of the people wandering the markets.