Ahjan had a purposeful stride, with all of the confidence of a young man who had yet to be beaten too badly.  He wasn't a frequent bar goer by choice, but he had learned from experience that if you see past the lights and hear past the sounds, you'll likely be the only one doing so.  As such, it was a great place to sneak up on someone who needed capturing.

This time he had no need of stealth, his target was waiting for him and he was going to meet him amicably.  Vapjo was plainly visible, and Ahjan strode toward him, cutting off a Rodian who was trying to introduce himself to speak to the man.  

"Vapjo, I assume?"