Honestly, if asked about it, Vette would admit that she was still kind of impressed that she'd managed to make her way in for her first work shift at the right time on the right day. A regular job? With hours and things? Now there was a novel experience, made even more novel by the fact that she hadn't even been here on this weird island for a full week yet.

Her crew had to have noticed she was gone by now, right?

That thought had Vette frowning a little as she stood at the counter, tinkering away with one of the scrap phones that Kaidan kept on hand for parts. She had her comm out, too, and was dissecting both of them to see if she could make some kind of functional hybrid of the two. No particular reason. Honest. Nothing at all like how she was quietly hoping she'd have a better chance of contacting Plasmajack or Fuse if she was bouncing a signal off the local communications networks or anything.

Really.

The C.I.C. was open, and the Twi'lek at the counter was happy to direct you to the games rooms or try to fix your broken stuff. Whenever she wasn't chasing the raven around to try to get her shiny electronic components back.

[OOC: Open! Shop description is over here!]