Thankfully, those guards that had so intimidated Pridopus were now forced to sit in a booth near the bar and simmer. One of them calls over to John again, "Two gargle blasters." He requests a tad rudely. Rudeness is one of the many privelages you're afforded when you're a musclebound man carrying a big f*ck-off weapon. 
     Sen, on her part, really had no interest in what those old busybodies were up to, and was far more engrossed in this Pridopus fellow. After shaking his hand cheerfully, she gets around to saying, "[color=aba000]I think we were just doing introductions, Er, I'm Sen, and like they insisted on mentioning I work in a temple as the Goddess. Y'know, it's much more boring work than you'd expect? Well, it is for me anyway, since My advisors are absolutely no fun at all,[/color]" She sticks her tongue out at the guards, who, keeping to form, remain 100% stoic. 
     "[color=aba000]But I don't want to hear about me, that's a subject I know a heck of a lot about already. Who are you? What brought you to the end of the universe?[/color]" She smiles up in wonderment at the view once more, "[color=aba000]I was surprised to hear about this place... It's beautiful, isn't it? I mean, sad, yeah, but really pretty too....[/color]" She shakes her head, "[color=aba000]Ah dangit, I'm not giving you a chance to talk, sorry, go on and tell me about yourself![/color]"