*walks in*

[Director Isard]

*swings a leg over a bar chair, looks at the menu and frowns at the mention of Thyferran Bacta Shake. Instead, she orders a stiff whiskey and takes a look around at the available Imperial Officers*

*There isn't antyhing there that attracts her fancy, so she just swings around and admires her own frosty face in the mirror behind the bar*


*After a while, she remarks*

Quiet sort of place, isn't it?

[Darth Viscera]

*Overhears the Director*

"If it seems quiet, it's because that's the way I like it. On the rocks or not?"

[Director Isard]

"Doesn't matter one way or another. As long as it's alcohol and drinkable."

[Gormul Hyfe]

This place reminds me of Ogres Cavern, before it became Barre de Lynch. The drinks come very slowly, but you shouldn't comment on it or else ya get in trouble...

[Darth Viscera]

*Drops an anvil on Gormul, puts a few cubes of ice into Isard's drink*

[Gormul Hyfe]

I love you too.

[Darth Viscera]

Do you say that to all your would-be comical executioners?