(Day 5, EE) - Soaking in Luxury (open)

[Arsele Girard]

Arsele took the glasses back with grateful resignation, not having been aware Farghul had prehensile tails (it had been something that'd never come up when she was buying bread and such back on Nar Shaddaa).

"Oh, I know my plans could change. But I'm going to do everything possible to make sure they don't; I'm not getting any younger, and I really don't want to hang on my parents' coattails too long; I would rather owe a hundred Hutt loan sharks than owe the heads of House Girard a debt."

[Breela Po]

"Well if nothing else, I think you would be fun to get into trouble with. At least once before you leave." Breela smiles and shakes her head. "But that's up to you."

[Arsele Girard]

"Trouble, hm? I think that could be arranged. Force knows these sorts of festivals could use a bit of livening up. Not that the occasional relaxing in luxury is minded either."

[Breela Po]

Breela chuckles and reaches once more for her glass. "I'll drink to both! Trouble and luxury!"

/scene?

[Arsele Girard]

Arsele realizes she forgot a drink, but taps her retrieved glasses against the glass with a satisfying little tink sound.

/scene, and thank you!