"Of course we start at the bottom," he replied. "I'm not quite as much of an idiot as you make me out to be. I started at the bottom in my own galaxy as well." He gave a dismissive wave of his hand; the rest of the patrons seemed to immediately shift their attention away from their table, and what they had seen before, as if they had completely forgotten.

"Attention is only gained if there is much to be remembered. And in their case...well, if they remember anything of what they've seen here, I'll be surprised. Most of them don't even know that we're sitting right here." It seemed to be true; the rest of the patrons didn't even glance over in their direction anymore. "The Force can do incredible things, when wielded precisely."

"Now, what I want to know, Mrs. Coulter," he said, leaning forward slightly, his yellowed eyes meeting her own, "Is whether you are willing to work with me."