There it is. Regina's fairly certain that's got to be Alexander's lucky number, because she's a little worried that if she bids higher, she might actually win this one and, to be perfectly honest, while Lydia Martin is, in fact, a little interesting to her, she's not more than ten thousand credits interesting, that's for damn sure.

So when she hears that bid, instead of upping it, Regina takes a sip of her drink and then starts to laugh.

"You win," she says with a cavalier tone. Ten thousand credits is a lot, even for them, to be throwing around for one dance with one YELLOW clearance Alpha, even if she is a Special. "Too rich for my blood," she adds, but it's clear from her tone — at least, it will be to Alexander — that she hadn't ever really been interested in winning this one. "I concede."