Takes place after the events of "For the Glory of Mon Cala"
Mordeth the Hutt had been on Mon Cala for three days and seen the extent of Za Fenn's devastation. It was beyond her how the fools could have done something so cataclysmic for their business. The world would never be open to them again. But the Hutts still had an opportunity if they moved quickly enough.
Mordeth was surprised that Commander Jal Widase had taken her invitation for a meeting. The stalwart commander had forbidden members of the so-called Five Syndicates from attending the wake held in honor of the dead. Some in the galaxy thought the Syndicates were one monolithic unit. In truth, they were as likely to war with each other as they were with anyone else. Most of all, they didn't like when another Syndicate cut in on their business and cut them off from their partners. This meeting could be the first step towards rolling some of that animosity back.
The restaurant Mordeth had made reservations at was modest. She had chosen a local-run shop instead of a chain store in the hopes of showing her "support" for local businesses harmed by the incident. She had also put her credit line on the tab. Let it not be said the Hutts were not good hosts when they were called to be. Only, she wasn't the host was she? He was. And she hoped he wouldn't throw her out at first hearing of her proposal.
«Ahban Widase,» she said when he had arrived. «Jee sonpa che paknee ata tah manpanh cay mi. Kolka ahban pee bagn uba bacaka. Tah catkkoscaya baa hoscayaconha doth dah mi.» @Fine Dining Set