"U-um... Starting bid for the Orge II's and AT-MP's...." said the shy little foxy-plant, suddenly springing up out of seemingly nowhere in the crowd. Saera had recently struck gold... well, not literally gold per se, actually a Cryastium nexus. Mining droids were just the thing she needed to speed up her quarrying efforts. Both mommies were rich, too. Suddenly, she blurted something else out.
"Sixty eight million for the big, fancy cruiser thing!"
Someone was getting grounded when next mommy looked at her bank account.
Even though the girl carried a rose-scented pheromonal musk about her always, no one would notice, because it wasn't plot-essential!