Agatha had been sitting at a nearby table, surrounded by parts and tools, goggles over her eyes that would have made Mas envious. She looked up when the hand was offered to her, and pushed the goggles up. she offered a grease covered hand and shook what was offered.

"Agatha," she said, as she claimed her hand back. She waved it to the seat across from her. She very specifically was not giving her last name.

A small little clank, looking like the bittiest droid ever, climbed up to the top of the table and looked between them, then walked over to Agatha and took one of the small cogs she had been working on, and set it into the device she was building, taking over the work while she chatted.