h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

Welcome to the cantina, traveller... the bar is on the right, and to your left are tables. The wall-seats opposite the door have an excellent view of some of the less expensive hangers...

Please feel free to make yourself at home. Drinks are available for a small fee.

Give me a Jynian Tonix and be fast about it!

*Pr. C. Tonks walks in, all very orderly, and causes a slight stir among the unruly lot in here*
Hmm, what an unruly lot in here...
Gimme a PGGB, as in NOW!! I'm unbelievably thirsty! Just had to get through some sort of temporal disturbance coming from some sort of island around here...

*takes her time handing out drinks...not entirely appreciating being told to hurry...*

*fixes BigC with an icy stare for daring to shout*

*fixes E with a very dangerous looking laser-tipped Watch*
Cheers for the drink...
*spans it up, if that's at all possible*
I get to shout in 'ere! This place is evil!!

*tries not to be intimidated, but makes it quite clear that she's the one handing out drinks...by serving BigC another...*

now, now... didn't you read the disclaimer... no unauthorised weapons... *takes the watch*... ... thankyou for the new toy... *grins*

Hah!
*watch promptly telports out of Njan's grasp, and settles back on Pr. C. Tonks's wrist*
Alright, alright. I'l deactivate the weapon systems, but no one gets the watch!!!!
Right???!!!
Well, even if it isn't alright, I'll keep this!

alright. *takes the power cells out of the watch*

*steps in and sits in a table near the darkest corner*

*serves some more drinks before sticking a "help wanted" sign up...with a disclaimer saying it was up to the cantina's owners in the end...*

*sits in his dark corner and wonders why Darth Noire is sitting as close to him as possible*

*just as the 13-inch blade of the knife in Black's hand is about to find its way to the inner parts of Njan, she notices who he is and with one quick move hides the knife again before Njan has had time to finish his wondering of her presence*

*Njan sighs in relief, and (almost unnoticeably) reaches one hand into the left-hand side of his trenchcoat, and does something that makes a small "click". Were one to be watching carefully, one would notice a shimmer around him, almost as if something were collapsing*

*Njan smiles and sips his drink*

*Krans wonders in, and flops into a bucket seat nest to Njan*

Busy in here, isn't it? Nearly finished designing my latest... actually I'd better not talk about it in here...

*slips datacard into Njan's hand, and walks up to bar*

Hello Eomando! Everything OK? Can I have a small spice liquer, please?

*njan pops the datacard into his pocket*... I'll take a look at it later, Krans. ...

Ooh... *shouts to Krans before he reaches the bar*.. could you get me another drink? I seem to have finished mine...

*hands over a spice liquer to Krans...then hears Njan's shout & hands Krans what it was Njan was having before*

marv awakes from boredom induced coma. Asks bertender for a drink.

Ah, hello there... *nods conspiratorially to Marv*... do join Krans and I on our private table...

What was I having before?...