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[Haspen]

"Momet-Mo, please come back." You call for the young Vahin'Ti in the spacesuit.

Momet-Mo, all three Kos, and then Veran-Bok, snapping out of his drunken stupor, look at you incredulously as if you've just commited some sort of a crime.

"Momet-Mo, you shall return immediately." Veran-Bok turns to look at Momet-Mo who is already busy climbing down from the music box. He runs back to the counter and looks his parent in the eyes.

"Have your demeanor been unpleasant?"

"No!"

"You shall remain at the seating."

"As you wish." Veran-Bok watches as Momet-Mo walks to the nearby stool and sits down on it. Crossing his arms stifly on his legs, the young Vahin'Ti stares at you, with a little line of skin forming between his eyes.

1236USY.5d/1m.1300h

Momet-Mo fidgets a little on his seat. The Kos stand behind Veran-Bok idly.

As for Veran-Bok himself, he has resumed the stiff silence of before.

A) Try offering the Kos drinks again.
B) "Do you wish for another drink, Veran-Bok?"
C) Shrug and do some bartending and glasscleaning or something.

[Kashyyk]

C

[King Zultan]

C

[Haspen]

You shrug and do some bartending.

1236USY.5d/1m.1316h

"I am awaken." Veran-Bok stirs in his seat, and then leans towards his Kos with a semi-awaken stare.

"Our time is coming to an end in this location." Veran-Bok muses.

A) "Please come again."
B) "How about one more glass of synthol?"

[Superdorf]

Honestly, A
I don't wanna take chances with alien biology

[EuchreJack]

Avoid killing the customers

[King Zultan]

A

[Haspen]

"Please come again."

"The journey decides, not us. We are but leaves on the cosmic stream." Veran-Bok says, then stands up. He touches his forehead, then extends his palm upwards, you assume, in some sort of good-bye gesture.

Then he turns around and leaves, his Kos and Momet-Mo walking after him in a neat line.

You begin cleaning after the latest parties.

1236USY.5d/1m.1324h

Just as you put down the cleaning tools and sit down behind the bar to catch the breath, you hear a sensor alarm.

You realize that Veran-Bok has left few minutes ago, so there's only one explanation - another ship is coming to refuel!

A) Time to invite them over for drinks!
B) I had enough clients for now, let's resume reading maintenance manuals!
C) I had enough clients for now, time to read some interesting bartending trivia!
D) I had enough clients for now, time to continue the Zirconius series!

[Kashyyk]

A - Gotta make money

[King Zultan]

A

[IncompetentFortressMaker]

A
Hopefully this client will be a bit easier to work with. Veran-Bok is rather odd, but I suppose that's not surprising.

[Haspen]

You wander to the sensors console to check who's coming.

Sensors Station Alert! IFF beacon translation in progress...

Done!

"Matilda", Pocket-class Personal Travelcraft, approaching from direction of Eta Coridani Jump Gate.

Standard docking and refueling request received.

Fuel Pump assigned: #6 (authority: Automated Refueling AI)

Estimated arrival time: 6 minutes.

You wager there's exactly one potential client on board, given the ship's description.

A) Invite them anyway!
B) Eh, not worth the bother.

[Kashyyk]

A - I bet they'll be desperate for a change of scenery

[Haspen]

You open hailing frequencies.

"Greetings."

"Hello. My name's Arnold, and we have synthol onboard."

"Ah, good to hear it. I wouldn't mind a mix or two. I will disembark after docking. Dragon bless."

The hail is quickly ended, so you wander off to the main hall to take your seat behind the bar.

1236USY.5d/1m.1332h

The main gate opens and a middle-sized man in a black jumpsuit comes through. His slick, black hair is combed backwards and he wears half-shades on his face for some reason. His triangular face seems as sharp as it is pale.

As he makes his way to the counter, you notice further details about his outfit - there's some sort of golden lining on his suit, that shimmers as he passes under the neon lamps of your establishment. He wears black gloves, and they have the same slick shine to their blackness just like his shoes.

He sits down at the bar and gives you a smile, and you notice an earring on his left ear - five beads of a chain ending in a tiny rectangle, dangling gently.

"Hello bartender, I'm Jack. May the Crystal Dragon bless you in your life and your works. Now, how about some Remnant Binary for starters?" You briefly consider the name before turning to type away at the console...

"Don't know that one?"

"No, I don't." 'Jack' nods and steeples his fingers.

"Right, get a cocktail glass, then two shots Wóda, one Wet Jet and one Vurzelberg. Decorate with a lemon slice on the rim." You wonder...

A) ...if he is a scammer! Better connect to Bartending net and see the recipe for yourself.
B) ...if he was an SRC bartender in the past. Prepare the drink according to his instructions.

[Maximum Spin]

Is there any reason we wouldn't bill him for exactly what he receives regardless of what he calls it? I don't see how this being a scam would accomplish anything.