grab the guard's gun and get your money!

"I don't think so," you grunt as you throw Fortuna to the ground. The Weequay behind you is startled, his eyes going wide, as you take the element of surprise to grab his firearm and aim it at Fortuna. "I want my money, and I want it now, bitch! Or I blow your head off!"

The party seems to notice this commotion, and about half the noise dies down. They stare at you with fear and begin to scatter. Jabba even stops fingering the twi'lek on his dais and stares in stunned silence.

Suddenly, firm hands grip you from behind and you pull the trigger, spraying the room with laser fire. Your vision is jolted so suddenly that you don't see what happened, and you feel yourself falling before smelling a doping agent and blacking out.

Perhaps your decision was too rash.