Nar Shaddaa

It had been a rough day, and honestly Zane was bone tired. Still one didn't simply stand up a woman like Arsele, not if you could still walk at least. He was dressed impeccably the clothes similar in design, but of a better cloth and more form fitting cut. The other thing his date might notice was his lack of a hat, his dark hair styled and visible for once.

As for the locale it was strangely empty, the only people other then Z present was Talor and a small band. Z leaned against the bar as he waited for Arsele to arrive. Chatting amicably with the barman.