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Private A Pirate and the Barmaid

It was another evening at work, now getting back from the vacation - the short trip on the Moethus cruiser - now life was back on the swing of a usual Monday. It was always the busiest at this time of day upon the 197th floor of the Qenoira Tower. After serving a table, the buzz of the data pad on her wrist would alert her to retrieve a drink at the bar for a customer at table 54 - an elite patron it seemed. Collecting the drink, she would make her way to the table. "Drink for Rys," She said, setting down the glass.
 
Location: Qenoira Tower
Outfit: Casual
Equipment: 2x pistols
Tag: Aurelia Xonavi Aurelia Xonavi

Rhys had been so sure that this place was going to be the one where he could find a secret menu item. He had been confident with his holonet research and saw numerous sites talking about how secret menu items were always available and what the most current list of items were. As well as the crucial code phrases he needed to use in order to request the items. It had been the perfect set up for the opportunity of a life time. He arrived wearing his casual attire and his pistols tucked away, he was never without a weapon. That was probably the most Mandalorian that Rhys would get.

The galaxy was too dangerous to be walking around with a blaster at hand.

When he arrived, he sat and made his order. The giddiness he felt was palpable that several people tables away were excited and bouncing around. Only for the whole place to get mournful when Rhys's original order, the secret menu order, got rejected since they had no idea what Rhys was going on about. Instead, Rhys had to deal with the fact that he was failing once again.

Settling for a normal, boring order for a drink, the disappointment was all over Rhys's expressions. It was terrible that he was forced to stick to the normal orders, the orders that everyone else could get. He wanted to be a part of something more secretive!

When the waitress held his drink for him, "yup, that's me, Rhys." He took the drink and placed it on the table, his gaze turned to her again, "do I know you?" He was curious, his head tilted as he was attempting to place where he could possibly know her.
 

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