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Late Night Drinks

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Khalan never really went to bars all that often, but it's where he'd found himself. He was wearing his formal attire, not wanting to attract attention in his Beskar'gam. Khalan decided to order a glass of Mandalorian Black Ale, ignoring all the other "weaker" drinks. He tapped on the 'tender's shoulder, the man in front of him turning to face him.

The 'tender smiled, asking him, "What would you like this evening, sir?"

"Mandalorian Black Ale... and make it quick." He handed the bartender several credits, leaning on the steel counter.

[member="Natalya Thane"]
 
Natalya was impressed by the quiet glamour of the bar and her date's attire - she'd been on all too many dates where she was the one putting in all the effort. This time, they had both put effort in.

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She approached [member="Khalan Vhett"] with a smile.
 
Natalya blushed the tiniest bit and sat down. "That's me. And you're Khalan. It's nice to meet you. I must say, you picked a nice venue."
[member="Khalan Vhett"]
 
"I'll take what he's having," Natalya said, gesturing towards [member="Khalan Vhett"]. She looked at what exactly that was. "Mandalorian black ale? Looks like your good tastes don't stop at suits and restaurants."
 
"Heh, I used to love this stuff back home actually. They make it better than this watered down version." The mando took a sip of his drink, putting the glass back on the steel counter with a clink.

[member="Natalya Thane"]

[member="Ashtah Ordo"]
 
[member="Khalan Vhett"] [member="Natalya Thane"]

Ashtah couldn't help but overhear the conversation. They appeared to be a few seats further down the bar from her, shrugging she decided to wander over and join them

"Couldn't help and but overhear what you said and, I can't help but agree. There's this distillery near Keldabe, 'Black as Sin' they make a particularly good one" Ashtah explained, saluting the two with her own glass. Correlian spiced rum and black fizz. The mandalorian was still dressed in her beskar'gam. Thought lighter weight and less obstructive than the usual bulky armor, it was as casual as she enjoyed getting
 
Khalan turned his head to find a woman wearing... beskar'gam? She had to be Mandalorian... unless she stole that armor. Which is a near-impossible feat to steal armor from a Mandalorian. "I've heard of that place... though nothing beats original Mandalorian Gal. Also, I couldn't help but notice that beskar'gam you're wearing... what clan are you?"

[member="Ashtah Ordo"]

[member="Natalya Thane"]
 
"Natalya," she replied. "And this is Khalan." She left it at that; she wasn't sure what to refer to him as.

[member="Khalan Vhett"] [member="Ashtah Ordo"]
 
"So you're clan Ordo... as miss Natalya had just said, I am Khalan of clan Fett." He tugged on the collar of his dress shirt, showing her the clan Fett insignia on his neck. "Good to meet you, ner'vod."

[member="Natalya Thane"]
[member="Ashtah Ordo"]
 
"You were telling me about Mandalor," Natalya smiled and sipped the ale. It was true that it paled in comparison to what they made on Mandalor - she'd been there for a rather high-paying job a few years back - but it was enjoyable nonetheless. "What you loved back there."

[member="Khalan Vhett"]
 

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