take his hand

You take his outstretched hand and he helps you up the stairs. The ship look cluttered from the outside, but boy is it a mess in here. You suppress the smile of a space urchin... there must be something of value in this jumble of things.

You keep your eye out for anything that looks expensive, while listening to him continue to talk about his exploits, what he does with the ship on a regular basis, etc. His story doesn't really line up, but you didn't really expect it to.

"Well, it's not every day I meet a beautiful woman such as yourself at Mos Eisley Cantina," he continues. "I've been saving this bottle of Enubrian Spiced Gor for years for a special occasion. Care to open it with me now?"

You eye him suspiciously.