Kijani tried not to stare as she looked around the cantina. There were being of every shape and size, all packed into this relatively small area. It was actually a little disconcerting. She followed Adam to the bar, and after an exchange of their precious credits, they were handed a pair of beers. At least Kijani hoped it was beer. It had a very interesting, yeasty smell, and it was deeply blue with a head of like-colored foam.

"Well. Bottoms up." She tipped the cup back and took a long sip. The beer tasted as interesting as it looked, and that was saying something. She kept her face very impassive, as if she drank this all the time instead of the fanciest wines. "Well, that is thirst quenching." Part of being a proper diplomat was lying with a straight face.

"So, how does one find a pilot around here?" She whispered into Adam's ear as they left the bar.