The outskirts of Mos Esla
"Ya e'um pukay." (I wont sell) Jafan sighed and shook his head. "What do you mean you won't sell?! It's a fair price for a speeder bike, especially one that looks like it'll fall apart at any moment!"
The jawa was silent for a moment and then responded again in Jawaese. "Nyeta, Speeda Theek Yuyu." (no speeder run right) Jafan looked at the tiny creature for a moment and turned around. "Never mind then, I'll find a speeder somewhere else.." He shook his head as he walked away. Filthy creatures, I should just kill them all and take the speeder, but that would draw unnecessary attention...I need a drink after this debacle.
Jafan made his way through the streets of Mos Esla until he found a bar which appeared to be at least slightly hygienic. He entered the bar which appeared to be a bit more civilized than the other bars he had been to. He noticed an empty table at the far end of the bar which gave him a good overview of the entire place, he moved over there and sat down with a sigh before signalling one of the Twi'lek bartenders. "What can I get you sir?" The male Twi'lek asked. "I'll have a glass of Corellian Whisky." Jafan then took out a cigarette and lit it as the bartender walked away and brought him his drink moments later.
Jafan leaned back in his chair and watched the other patrons, seeing if there was anyone in there who might be worth talking too.
@Killa Ree