The Blue Lion

[Jazzi]

"Aye, that I do. As much as I dislike those Rheinlanders... they make good cigarettes, have to admit that."

"Curacao, huh?" Sian shifts uncomfortably in her seat, checking her info-tab calender. Well, we should have booked it before the months work schedule was released. Since our promotions, we're fully booked." Sian shows Ed the calender, with solid blocks of work filling up the month. "Sorry chap, next time huh? Actually, thought we could catch a ride on he Dreamweaver. It's a new OSC liner travelling around Sirius."

Receiving the drink from the bar, Sian downs it in one. Her face growing red from her drinks, she hiccups slightly before speaking to Ed again.

"Crikey... didn't realise I'd had that much... Mind passing a napkin?" Indicating with her hand towards the napkin dispenser on the otherside of Ed, , Sian slumps a little in her seat.