Jeralic is leaning up against his shuttle, looking rather board as he skims through a datapad Striding into the Spaceport comes a tall Corellian carrying a satchel case across his torso, a leather jacket in one hand and a large luggage bag in the other. He looks around curiously and then spotting the Excalibur, grins somewhat and heads straight for it, looking over his shoulder to make sure that the young redhead is still with him. Jeralic looks up at the person walking over to him. "Well, either you're mistaking me for the local taxi, or your the people Ackbar asked me to pick up?"