Eating Out (open)

[Garrett Blade]

Garrett was relaxing in one of the many quiet....well he didn't really know what it was, but it wasn't a canteena. Certainly not the kind you'd find on Coruscant or Tatooine or Carratos - they were much more rowdy places than this. He sat at a table by a window enjoying a slice of pie. He thought about things. Little things. Things that were pointless. He thought about how crowded the city felt. An obvious solution was up, but that would start a downward spiral like Coruscant's problem of depravation and dereliction in the lower levels.

But what was he thinking about that for? Its not like the city was having a population boom. But it did give him an idea. He put it on the back shelf for now. He gazed out of the window and noticed a few of his companions walking along the street. It was a fairly bright day and he wondered what they might be up to.

'Waiter. More pie please!'

[Ishmel Rykov]

Ishmel turned into the slummy cafe and took a seat at a small table. He grabbed the arm of a waitress with a slice of pie on her tray,

"Hey girl, get me a tall glass of Jawa Juice ASAP, alrigh'?"

With that he pushed her back on her way, the plate and the pie sliding off the tray and crashing to the floor. She scolded the gray skinned man for his rudeness but he was already looking out the window to the busy street and all of its useless inhabitants meandering through Iziz.