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"Right, you'll talk up WookieeDingleberries and get all the bets on her, I'll bet on CoruscantTale, you'll ensure WookieeDingleberries's jocky has an accident and throws the race and I'll....." Enric Pryde's voice trails off as he looks up at the man walking over to the railing wearing a blue trench coat.

"Oh Kriff, I thought he left!" Yatso Attsmun murmurs catching sight of the man.

"Zolumvo! What a delight to see you again!" Pryde announces walking over. "I thought your investigation was over."

"Oh hey! Good to see you again!" Zolumvo says, walking over and extending his hand. "And, ah, Mr Attsmun too! Great! Ah, no, the investigation isn't technically closed, but I'm not here for that!" He holds up a bid puck. "Me and the wife, we're on vacation!"

"Here? You can afford to vacation here?" Yasto asks incredulously

Zolumvo leans forward, "Between you and me, I might have written the hotel off as a business expense."

Enric Pryde laughs and pats Zolumvo on the back. "I love it! Very smart detective! I hope you'll introduce me to your charming wife!"

Zolumvo nods. "Of course, well, she's currently off at some spa, she's having one of those girl's night things, you know, she likes her, 'her' time."

"Ah the wives, well, when she comes here,"

"Oh speaking of which, she is excited to watch the races, I was hoping you two could maybe give some advice! You know, so I can impress the wife!"

Pryde laughs and Yatso forces a laugh. "Of course Detective! So, how in-depth are you wanting to get?"

"Oh, I don't know, how in-depth can you get?"

"There are some people, like my friend Yatso here, who can tell you the best Fathier based on breeding, the farm, the jocky, even the soil!"

"Don't forget the age and record." Yatso adds holding up his hand.

Zolumvo rubs his head. "Oh gee, that sounds like a lot."

"Not for you detective I'm sure! But the most simple thing to do is let Yatso do all the work, and bet on the same Fathier as he does!" Enric says with a smile.

"Oh that's smart!"

"Of course, you can just guess, you have a one in six chance after all, not bad odds" Yatso adds.

"I gotta say, I love the names, I mean, who thinks up these!"

"Racing tradition! It makes these stuck-up rich people say the most silly names!" Yatso adds with a laugh.

Zolumvo points at a name. "What do you think of Whatshesaid?"

Yatso shakes his head. "Low chance of winning."

"Yeah but I like the name, why not!" Zolumvo taps the puck and puts ten credits on the Fathier

"Starting small detective?"

"Well, the wife says I can't gamble much money, she's got her eye on a few things and if I blow it all, well."

"You know what," Pryde announces. "I'm betting on Whatshesaid as well! Why not?"

"You'll lose money" Yatso states as the announcer starts the race.

"And Whatshesaid pulls in front! Just a hair's breath in front of Hoof Hearted!"

"Ah, don't feel bad, I was just guessing!" Zolumvo says as the two others laugh.

Yatso shakes his head. "It's nothing, sometimes, all it is, no matter the numbers, is just misfortune!"

"Oh speaking of misfortune..... Nah nevermind."

"What is it Detective?"

"Well on the way over, I like to read the news see, and I heard on the news that several frigates got stolen on Bonadan. But that's business and we're here for fun."

"Rest assured Dective, we're already looking into it!" Pryde replies, suddenly a lot less jovial than before.

"That's good, that's good. Oh I hope they don't throw me on that case, I'm looking forward to a nice vacation and just my luck they would call me up on it."