Some Like It Hot

[Lord Dominator]

Jak's transformation gains a raised eyebrow from Dominator, and as the clawed monster grasped her shirt, there was a momentary flash of concern. She was tired after all that singing, and she had been trying to avoid getting in any pointless fights. Her pride, though, demands that she can't let such an act go unanswered. Thankfully, it was just her shirt and not her throat, so in lieu of anything more drastic she brought both hands up beneath Jak's own and she pulled backwards to tear his claws free. Thankfully, with minimal damage to her shirt - there were a couple of rips, but not anywhere compromising. She could look like she meant to have it ripped in a fashionable way, at least until she had five minutes to work out how to fix it herself.

Mysterio made a remarkably good distraction for this sort of thing; she'd definitely have to remember that for later. He had some style, and he seemed to appreciate hers, too... yes, definite opportunities there - if he knew how to take orders half as well as he knew his choreography.

"Seriously, though." She said, looking to Jak sidelong as Mysterio's performance began again in earnest. She is polite enough to keep her voice down so as not to interrupt - but she's also not paying a great deal of attention right now, either. It isn't that she dislikes a good show, but there was work to worry about too, and hard as it was to believe it at times, Dominator always put work before pleasure. One couldn't conquer a galaxy if they kept getting distracted, after all!

So she leaned in next to the dark-eyed mercenary and his terrifying demonic visage, her voice a conspiratorial whisper. "That is a good look for you. If you change your mind about letting me hire you some time, you should look me up. Judging by the last twenty minutes, I'm going to need a lot of hired hands."

Of course, she'd need money to hire those hands, too, but that was a problem for tomorrow's Dominator. Today's Dominator could afford to take in the show with a cocky smile, and shake her head faintly in the aftermath of it.

"Alright then, now that we've got that cleared up." She said, clapping her hands together. "Mysterio and I shall go one way, Erik and Jak, you go another. Absolutely awful to meet both of you. I mean really. Not joking. Just the worst. Next time, let's either try having some basic manners, or just kill one another right off the bat and avoid wasting everyone's time. Okay? Okay. Cool. Bye!~"

With that cheerful put-down given, she waved her hand loosely over her shoulder and resumed her walk towards the Coruscant Gate. It wasn't far, and by this point the guards - who do look professional at least - have had plenty of time to realise that they're going to be approached. It is a good thing stormtroopers wear those full-face helmets or they'd either be looking scared or amused, and neither would serve them well with the pair of villains bearing down on them.