Satine arrives

Lana: I will...!

Satine: That's enough! Can't you see this young lady has the royal invitation with her?! Why are you tormenting her with all the bureaucratic troubles, only the foreigners or ordinary travelers have to endure?! {If Sundari naked = true}Lana, release him please, he has got the message.

You let go of the guard who collapses onto the ground and starts breathing heavily.{endif}

Guard: Y-yes duchess, but we thought...!

Satine: You aren't here to think! You are here to ensure my security!

Guard: B-but your majesty, that's what we were doing exactly...!

Satine: By holding up my new temporary bodyguard at the landing bay?! What if I get assassinated while you are checking the colour of her nails or hair in those datapads to grant her entry?!

Guard: Forgive us your highness...!

Satine: Ah, I have to do everything myself...! Anyway, forgive them for any inconveniences, it's hard to find good workforce these days! Grab your equipment and follow me to the palace, we have much to discuss!{If Sundari naked = true} Now my dear students, be sure to delete any of the holopictures you have taken just now. That's an order from your duchess, I want your teacher to check all of your datapads and have any of you punished who's found hiding any of the photos on there. I hope I'm understood!

The students and the teacher all bow after the duchess's words.{endif}

You get your staff, put your armour on and follow Satine to the royal palace. Once in the throne room, she begins explaining her situation and why she called you here.

Satine: I'll get straight to the point, I need urgent assistance. Originally I was planning to ask Ob-Wan to help me out, but he might not be as suited for the job as you are. Not to mention, I have been asking him a lot of favours lately and he has many other tasks to fulfill as a general during a war. So I was hoping you might help me in a very troubling matter. My life has been in danger ever since I have ascended the throne, Obi-Wan and his master, Qui-Gon have spent years protecting me here. I got used to constant danger, but this is more serious than before. **** Watch has found a way to infiltrate my palace too... My food has been poisoned three times this month, soon I'll be running out of servants who are willing to taste my food before I eat it...!

Lana: I see... Do you have any leads or suspects...?

Satine: I'm afraid not so much... You could try interrogating to the royal chef, cupbearer and the guards around the kitchen. Those two men are the only ones who are allowed into the kitchen and my two guards are watching over it, I don't have any other guesses at the moment. My men found nothing, despite a thorough investigation... All they had was the poison itself in the food and no real suspect.

Lana: So a new investigation is needed. I'll see what I can do.

Satine: Do your best Lana, if things go on like that, I make a small mistake and any of my days might be the last. I have always thought I was going to be killed on the streets by a hired gun and not inside my palace...

Lana: I'll find the culprit, no matter what. Am I allowed to use **** too, to get them talk?

Satine: Please don't! I have always despised ****, it would look bad on my reputation if I used such methods to get my servants to talk honestly. Even if at least one of them deserves to be sentenced to ****... So as I said, no ****! I'm sure you can find an other way, the Jedi know their ways with people who are hard to crack!

Lana: It will be done, I'll be back when I have found something, I'm going to start with the chef.

Satine: Good luck Lana, my life is in your hands now!

You head straight to the kitchen. The two guards are at the entrance, just as Satine already told you. Neither of them are willing to le you past, unless you kill them first. You show the sign of the Duchess, that you may enter and investigate, then, they reluctantly let you go inside. The kitchen is full of fresh food, from the ordinary ingredients to the most luxurious ones, to serve as a dish for the Duchess at any moment she feels like having a meal. The room is filled with the scent of all sorts of spices and other ingredients, making you rather activate the ventilation system in your armour, instead of breathing in any more of that spice air. There's only the chef inside, who looks eagerly at your armour.

Chef: I have always wanted to meet a real Mandalorian in armour...! What are you doing in my kitchen by the way?

Lana (showing the Duchess's permission): I'm here on behest of the Duchess to ask you some questions about the poisoning of her food.

Chef: Ah, I have already told her and the others all I know...!

Lana: But not to me. Are you willing to talk or do I have to make you talk...?

Chef: Ah, so that's how the old fashioned Mandalorians do the talking, right? Always threatening others into submission? Tell you what. I'm in a good mood today, let's cut a deal. I'll tell you too everything I have already told the investigators and you will give me something in return. How about that?

Lana: Why shouldn't I just beat you up and make you talk with my fists?

Chef: Good point girl, but I doubt the Duchess would be happy about the news of finding her favourite chef covered with blue marks at the feast tonight, in front of all her noble friends! Just imagine her dissatisfaction with your investigatory skills!

Lana: So, what do you propose? What do you want from me?

Chef: Well, I might be the royal chef of Sundari, but to tell the truth, housing prices have truly skyrocketed these days... Not to mention the Duchess rarely ever hands out a rise in the salaries of her subjects... A little financial donation to my cooking skills wouldn't be left without gratitude...!

Lana: And if I told you I don't have credits on me?

Chef: Weeell... I'm sure the two of us could work something out in that case too... Behind closed doors like in here of course, where nobody will disturb us...!

Lana: And if I'm low on credits and unwilling to open my legs for you?

Chef: Then, my lady, you are not going to get a single word out of me, you could tell that to the Duchess herself too! I'm here to cook, not to answer all sorts of questions daily for hours! So, up to you! What will it be? Credits, yourself or nothing at all?