Nar Shaddaa

It had been easy enough for Arsele to find information on Drennel; The girls she worked with knew victims of his. So, later in the morning, she'd made to hunt him down. She finally found him at a seedy pub known as "Fu'brin Cantina". She walked over to his table where he seemed to be lounging around with a girl on each arm.

"Drennel I presume?"

"The one and only," he said with a big smile. "What can I do for you, miss?"

Arsele wore a provocative little number, handbag held in her hand, "Arsele Girard; I work at a gentlemen's club a few minutes up town. Been hearing a lot about you from certain girls; About how charming you are... and something about being a good lover? I was here for a good time when I saw you, matched the pictures... just had to say hello."

All practiced lies of course.

"I'd say you heard wrong. I'm a great lover dear." He looked to the women next to him and then back to her. "Only one place for you to sit," he said before looking down at his lap.

She looked back and forth between the two women; They were all right looking, if a bit plain. Still, maybe getting him alone wasn't specifically necessary.

Arsele pouted a bit, "I have to share?"

"Ah, ah, every woman always wants the magnificent Drennel all to himself." The man looked her over and smirked. "I need to spread the love, so to speak."

She chuckles, "Fair enough I suppose; Doesn't hurt to ask though."

Sliding into the booth, Arsele scoots over the Pantoran on his right's lap, pecking her on the nose before ending up on Drennel's lap, facing him.

"Oh, my, no need to be so pushy, dear," he said teasingly, "There's enough for each and everyone one of ya."

"I had to get here ~somehow~. And like you said, it was the only spot available."

"Ah, clever gal. I like that." Drennel chuckled and leaned back. "So, tell me about yourself. I find you beautiful and sexy but there's something alluring about a lady's mind.'

"What to say... Well, I'm a princess from Alderaan who got bored with always being told what to do and say, so I came here to become an entertainer. I sing and dance and strip to pay for a small flat, use the rest to party. I like to live free and have a good time."

"A princess?" He blinked. "Well, well, I knew I heard 'Girard' somewhere before." Drennel laughed and looked to his other two companions before looking back to Arsele. "Well, you came to the right place for all your desires and more.'

''Does that mean you'll buy me a drink too?" she asks with a cheeky little grin, the man's own drink behind her tush on the table.

"Oh, shucks, beautiful. I'm ashamed you even had to ask. What would you like?"

"Something big and fruity please~" she says in her best begging voice. Inwardly though she is beating herself up for wasting time; This was not the way to get this guy alone. But how?

"Alright. It'll deprive you of my presence for just a moment." When he was able to, Drennel got to his feet and headed to the bar.