A good chunk of time had passed since the Ambrosia's Opening. It's had its ups and down's. Nighthawk hadn't had a lot of time to come by the bar lately. He thought about the events of the time past he had to do lately. He had been very busy and was happy to have an evening off and finally go relax to a nice drink. As he turned the corridor into the bar he could already hear the music and the talking going on on the inside of the doors. He pushed them open and smiled, taking a deep breath of the air, taking in the atmosphere before he greeted the bartender and walked to the bar.
"Give me some Colonial Mead, Will ya?"
He flashed a smirk as he adjusted his sunglasses, a sweeping look of the bar and its inhabitants before the bartender set his drink down on the bar. Setting down a credit chit on the surface next to the drink, picking it up and taking a big swig of it, a grin came across his lips before moving to an empty table near the side of the bar, taking a seat and then pulling out his data-pad, looking through some data on .