Was this what people who weren't Jedi did when they had an 18th birthday party?
Crix wasn't sure if the party he had just walked into was 'normal' and he was weird for thinking it was a massive deal, or if this was actually a bit over the top even for the non-Jedi of the Galaxy. Because hiring out an entire nightclub so that one woman could celebrate making it to 18? It seemed excessive, especially since it was packed and he very much doubted that she was friends with ALL of the people who where there. Some of them, sure, but there had to be a couple hundred people in the nightclub, easy.
Still, they were here to be seen to be here and to rub elbows with the great and the good so it was time he got to work with that. Someone on the door had noted their entrance and headed off deeper into the club. Crix wasn't sure if he should be worried he was about to be ganked by local mobsters or if they were just going to warn the birthday girl that her Jedi delivery had arrived.
He was still in his armored robes, his lightsaber rather obviously hanging on his belt. Crix hadn't come alone however and he leaned over to speak to Drastus without having to scream into the void of loud music.
"Let's head to the bar!" he suggested, jerking his head towards it, "See if we can't get seen a bit more! Birthday girl should be able to find us easier that way!"
And if she didn't? Well then he'd have a drink in him before he went hunting through the over-crowded nightclub to find her and make sure she got a good impression of the Jedi Order.
@Rhogar