The Arbiter
Marcello caught Rianna's expression himself, but he allowed it to pass without comment. After the tray of appetizers were brought out, the Jedi Master settled his dark blue gaze back on Hawk and smiled thinly as he snapped his fingers. "That's it!? That's the secret recipe!? Well then. I suppose I should sign up for ballet." The tone in the Jedi's voice clearly indicated he was merely teasing in an attempt to keep things light-hearted.
Shifting his gaze to Rianna and Leori, Marcello arched a curious eyebrow. "Ladies? Care to weigh in?" His feeble attempt to get everyone involved in the conversation. Seeing as how Leori had completely dodged Rianna's comment about the Order. He made a mental note to press her about it later.
@[member="Rianna Organa"] | @[member="Leori Sheltrak"] | @[member="Hawk Solo"]
Shifting his gaze to Rianna and Leori, Marcello arched a curious eyebrow. "Ladies? Care to weigh in?" His feeble attempt to get everyone involved in the conversation. Seeing as how Leori had completely dodged Rianna's comment about the Order. He made a mental note to press her about it later.
@[member="Rianna Organa"] | @[member="Leori Sheltrak"] | @[member="Hawk Solo"]