The "Ambrosia" - Colonial Bar on Sabah Shipyard

[Kiith]

"Aw, come on. You don't want to get drunk and cause some trouble? But that's exactly what this is all about....well, even if those who opened the Amb' probably did not think about it that way. You can't just come here, and then...like, do nothing"

Chuckling, Liz drank a bit of her drink before carefully placing the glass on the counter, resulting in a muffled bump sound.

"You just need to concentrate on something when being drunk. On drinking even more, for example". She winked, and looks into the room for a second. "On a serious note now, I really can recommend the "44th apocalypse" they sell here. You should try one. And before you can give me an argument not to do so..."

With a gesture of her hand, Liz got the attention of the barkeeper. And some whispering later, the man, after receiving his credits, placed another glass an the counter, containing the same liquid like Liz had infront of her.

"And seriously, what should I do for the Republic? I'm flying, like anyone in here.
Well okay, to be a bit more precisely, I'm working for the 49th", while talking, she points at the emblem on her jacket, "and I'm pretty proud of doing so. Much happening around there. But...what about you, Mr. Anti alcohol?"

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Squished bigly ~Champ - Thanks, you're a champ.
"What's the word for when it feels inside your heart that everything in the world is all right?"