"I've got a good ear for Coruscant accents," Thai assured. She slipped behind the bar and began to survey the available stock. Not bad. Apparently Pidge had not been to Clinks before--it was a lounge more than anything, no dancers--but no worries. She'd see if they had the stuff for one of her specials here.
"If it isn't two of my favorite ladies." Thai looked up to see a man approaching her and Pidge. The voice sounded way too familiar, and Pidge's "Tal!" brought the name of the man to mind. She gave him a grin once she realized it was him.
"Yeah, we do," Thai chimed in. She wasn't sure how he knew Pidge or how much he trusted her, so she'd leave the explanation up to him. "Had no idea you'd be here too. What are you, on guard duty?" The last time they'd had a real conversation was after some guy with a screw knocked loose showed up in her bar talking about cannibalism and wearing beskar. Interesting night, that was.
While keeping an eye on the conversation so she could chime in if she was addressed, Thai began to pull a couple different bottles out to work with. Something fruity with a touch of spice, huh? Thai used a nice spiced rum as the base for the base of the drink, adding in mixers until the drink went from a warm brown at the bottom to a cherry red at the top. She made two--one for herself and Pidge. She was sure Taldorak wasn't supposed to be drinking on the job.
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