Ibani is glad to do that, leading him gently by the hand.
They wind their way down and around the sector, finally stopping at a place with no sign of any kind. "Not sure if it's a secret or the owner just doesn't want to pay for a sign," Ibani whispers in his ear.
It is positively serene inside, at least by Nar Shaddaa standards. They're quickly seated and Ibani orders the house blend of tea and tiny tea cakes.
The server brings the tea first. Ibani habitually checks the tea for surprises, tilts her head in curiosity, then takes a sip.
When the server brings the cakes, Ibani looks at them and says, tone desert dry, "If you were going to try and drug me surreptitiously, you should at least have chosen something that wouldn't clash with the tea."
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They wind their way down and around the sector, finally stopping at a place with no sign of any kind. "Not sure if it's a secret or the owner just doesn't want to pay for a sign," Ibani whispers in his ear.
It is positively serene inside, at least by Nar Shaddaa standards. They're quickly seated and Ibani orders the house blend of tea and tiny tea cakes.
The server brings the tea first. Ibani habitually checks the tea for surprises, tilts her head in curiosity, then takes a sip.
When the server brings the cakes, Ibani looks at them and says, tone desert dry, "If you were going to try and drug me surreptitiously, you should at least have chosen something that wouldn't clash with the tea."