Step one, give the problem makers a chance to stop being stupid. Check. Step two, upon their failing to get the message, adopt full intimidating posture. Check. Step three, if they still persist... Dazan's think of the groups actions was interrupted when the one Twi'lek fired his blast at the Ssi-ruu's chest, unsurprisingly ineffective. Everything was quiet in the cantina for what seemed like awhile, then the aggressor dropped his weapon in a to avoid punishment, shock and fear still plain on his face, in his posture, and on his... pants. Just as he turned to flee, the Ssi-ruu caught him by his neck and lifted him up to her face, the others showing no intention to try to help. Pitiful and pathetic group of thugs they were, how they were still alive, he had no clue. 

Then the Ssi-ruu made a story about doing the same as wookies did, and he didn't doubt she could. Final step, give the aggressors something to think about, make them apologize to someone they bothered, and send them on their way. She did the added bonus of throwing him onto the floor. As they made their way out, he noticed the other three keeping their distance, likely due to the dark spots on his pants. The toothy half-smile Dazan had as he watched the event unfold were adding to by a chuckle that slowly turned into laughter that caused a few to give him looks, and a few others to join in when they realized why. After ending his laughter with a pleased sigh, he grabbed his glass and got up, making his way up to the main bar to sit next to the Ssi-ruu. "Tender, two drinks, one of whatever she's having and the other what I got here." As the bar tender got the drinks he looked to the Ssi-ruu, "It has been a long time since I seen someone produce such fear in an idiot that they, well... made a mess of themselves."