Hitting the pints (open)

[Sanis Prent]

(I entered the B&G, sidling up to my usual barstool, once I'd deposited my weapons at the door. Nodding to the barkeep, I sent him on his way, ordering a good brown ale. With nothing to do this evening, I was content to relax, and hit a few pints)

[Xazor Elessar]

A figure cloaked in white robes passed by the man known as Sanis Prent. He was sitting at the bar and so the young woman decided to sit beside him and order a drink.

"Garou Ale with the extra spice...."

She said softly to the barkeep and smiled before turning to face the man who had helped her out of a bad situation once. He had done something to get a bounty off of her tongue and for that she was grateful.

"Greetings Mr. Prent.....enjoying your evening?"

[Sanis Prent]

Fairly.

(I set my draft aside, eyeing the Jedi with vestigial social grace.)

I see you're still in one piece, so I'd say that we're both enjoying our evening.