Javagus Khan wrote:Javagus was certainly enthralled, and his attention only drifted away long enough for him to punch a fifty credit tip into the terminal on the side on the stage.
"You must be a holovid star or a model, right snowflake? Isn't no way someone like you is ln't already famous 'cross half the Rim."
Javagus Khan wrote:Javagus whistles I'm surprise. "You do Huttball? Must be dambed good at it if'n you got away without any scars." And he certainly wasn't seeing very many at all. "You should try it, movin' over, I mean. Much as I'm enjoyin' you right now, it'd be great to be able to continue doin' so after I'm outta the system. Maybe one of 'em serial dramas."
Cole Ormont wrote:A waitress brought Cole's order: an unlabelled bottle, frosted from being kept in the freezer, and a glass with whiskey stones clicking together in the bottom. The medic waved her away before she could pour for him.
Javagus Khan wrote:"You're the boss," he says, grinning. He takes another sip of his drink as he watches in rapt attention.
Arsele Girard wrote:The waitress seemed surprised she was being waved away, but didn't put up a fuss about it.
Arsele Girard wrote:Stocking and garters off, all Arsele was left in was her v-shaped blue panties, "Is that so?" Sitting forward into a crawling position, she leaned off the stage, "So does that mean I get to boss you around?"