Coursacant 03:55 Al's Pizzaria The was the conclusion of an easy night for Kaath, as his usual operations had gone off without a hitch. The pizzria typically closed at four in the morning, seeing as they receive very few clients around times much later than that. One of the things that made the pizza place a popular one was the bar. Most pizzria's would only cook, where Al's was also known for it's drinks. A middle aged rodian man would go through his nightly routine, walking out from behind the bar and declaring "Alright folks, closing time. One last call for alcohol, any takers?" The building was Sparsely populated with some rough-looking humans, and organics of nocturnal species. Kaath had just walked through the door to her the last call, and figured that he deserved a reward for a job well done. The man would walk up to a bar stool and give a big smirk "I'll have a round of something celebratory, make it Alderaanian." The rodian would roll his eyes and begin to quietly shout at the delivery guy, "Kaath. You might have succeeded, but you're still on the clock! If you buy something expensive it's coming out of your paycheck!" The man would just chuckle, "I wouldn't have it any other way Al." Begrudgingly, the barkeeper would turn around and grab expensive bottle of wine from a shelf. in his hands was Alderaanian wine. It had been aged for nearly fifty years. This was a high quality drink, and Al knew it would cost more than Kaath could afford, but for a job well done, he would arrange an employee discount. "Fine, drink up and get out, we're closed tomorrow anyhow..."