[center][i][b]Paradise[/b][/i][/center]
[center][i][b]Nightclub[/b][/i][/center]

Sirka craned her head over to face the new arrival, flicking her nose-tongues out at him. He exuded confidence, or over-confidence as Sirka saw it, in both scent and expression. Were she alone, Sirka might have wanted to humor his charming approach, but not with her sister present. Of course, Delni could not have been happier about it. As if the drink was not enough, the timing on this just seemed almost too perfect.

"Yeah, I think you can take that helmet and..." Sirka began, but Delni immediately cut her off by reaching up and quite literally putting her hand over Sirka's mouth. Delni could not even get her hand around Sirka's snout, much less hold it closed, but the motion alone was enough to stop her. 

Delni spoke up with a smile, and a far more friendly tone. "You may. We're just here trying to have a good time, but it's [i]so[/i] expensive buying drinks for my sister here."

Feeling somewhat defeated, Sirka finally decided to relent partially for now. She would not directly chase him off, at least. Delni was clearly feeling 'social' at the moment, and ultimately, she could not really boss her around without making her legitimately upset. Still, she would be keeping a sharp eye, and nose, on him. At the very least, she may have been able to get some drinks out of it. "Won't argue there. I could drink a bantha under the table."