"Yes, it's right here."

"Ah, very good," the pale twi'lek speaks. He looks old and shriveled. He makes your skin crawl. "We must be on our way, we must get this to my Master."

Master? You didn't hear about this, and you want your credits now. You explain to Fortuna that your credits were promised upon arrival here.

"I'm sorry, pretty little thing," you don't like his tone, "but I can't carry around that much cash in this part of town. Come with me, and you'll find your credits. Now, hand over the box..."

He continues to look around behind you, as if scared he is about to be attacked. You hesitate, he doesn't seem particularly trustworthy, perhaps he is intending on stealing it? Can you trust him to hold onto it?