"Hmm. Not bad. I could use that as a backup in case the one you're wearing breaks." He says, flicking her a discreet thumbs up, before turning to the Saurian at the stall. "How much?" He asks.
"100 Vali." He replies
"50 Vali." Zajak says, starting to bargain.
"Wha-!? That's silver, man! I'm already selling it cheap!" He argues back.
"70, and not a penny more."
"Gaah. Fine. 85?" He asks, holding out his hand.
"Done." He says, holding out the cash.
The Saurian takes the cash and nods, before picking up the collar. "Uhhh... You want these?" He asks, holding up what looks like a ring of miniature needles that looked like it would line the inside of the collar.
"Hmm... I don't know." Zajak murmurs, rubbing his chin, before looking at Jess. "What do you think?" He asks, grinning evilly.