Standing at the bar with Braedug Dronas grabbed a sip of some more Devil's Whiskey, the stuff was addictive. The area around the bar was busier than he remembered and already he was being squished into a smaller and smaller space. Deciding that it was time to leave when Braedug put away his third or fourth bottle of the Whiskey Dronas leened over into the ear of Drea.

"I'll be back tomorrow I guess, gorgeous. It seems you have work here and my partner is finding it increasingly hard to talk."

He quickly kissed her on the cheek and left her, pushing further out of the cantina until he came to the dark fresh air of the outside. It was a little cold however his jacket did a good enough job in keeping him warm. Looking around he tried to spot a cab or something but all he could see was filth. If only he had his speeder.