The place wasn't much, but oh, it smelled great. A beautiful young woman walked out and asked in a silky smooth voice, "can I get you boys some seats?". Burjjh followed her to a booth in the back, sparing a glance back at Mit, but when he sat down, a different sight met him. He was looking up at a male Twi'lek. "What?" he mused, and then a look of realization came across his face. "You fooled me, changeling," he said with a smile. "You clawdite's can be tough," he went on. She returned the smile. "What can I get you?"