Inside the Cantina (Have a drink - enjoy the music!)

Volar Odias walks in and sits at the bar. He takes little notice of any music or dancing.

The bar tender soon provides the drink that Volar requested.

He then swings around on his seat and quietly observes those surrounding him. Particularly the women, though Volar knew that, in a place like this, any woman he talks to is probably packing some of the finest weaponry around.

Miles stepped into the cantina the shades he wore flipping to another spectrum allowing him to see almost clearly about the darkened room. Making his way over to a booth that allowed him a solid wall to his back and a view of the doorways in and out of the place Miles took a seat sighing happy to be off his feet for a change. Flagging down one of the wait staff he ordered a drink then pulled out a data pad from his briefcase that he was never without. Tapping a couple quick buttons the data pad relayed images from his glasses to the screen as data scrolled up on the people in the room.

Having received his drink Miles grunted looking at the data pad. "This just want do to many of these folks coming up as unknowns." with a sigh Miles settled in to watch the crowd for a while and see what the evening would bring.

Owen walked, taking a look at his surroundings. Years of combat does that you. He determined it to be safe then took a seat at the bar. "Droid," Owen snapped his finger. The driod turned around and recognized him, seconds later he was sipping his drink. "Quiet night..." he mumbled to himself.