Meena tried not to laugh at Drak's behavior, which she would have in a much sober state found extremely foolish. But his enthusiasm turned out to be an advantage as the captain nodded with a large grin. "Perfect. I already like your husband. What might be your name, good sir? You sure are lucky to have this devious morsel Meena Hayes as your wife." He chuckled and glanced over to Meena who was still trying to hold her laughter. "Tell me, do you ever fear that she is cheating on you with ten other men? I would simply become insane in such a relationship!" Before waiting for his answer he guided them through his magnificent ship, scarred by its action packed past. This wasn't anything new to Meena, who had been in a space pirate flagship before. It was all too tacky for her and a little ridiculous. Pirates had to be a bit insane to even exist anymore.<br/><br/>They arrived to a cozy bar which had most likely once upon a time been very luxurious. Meena sat down, making sure that Drak could still stand on his feet, while she tried to think of a way out. She decided to proceed step by step: first by asking nicely after a glass or two if they could go and then move on to her plan of action involving Drak as a distraction and her finding this damned generator and turning it off. She accepted her glass and glanced over to Drak who had already toasted and finished his glass. "Honey!" She exclaimed, her wife act remaining flawless. "Ugh, he has no manners! I must apologize, captain." Meena smiled charmingly and raised her drink. "To our very generous host. Cheers."<br/><br/>As Captain Avoyos proceeded to down his drink with this nose pointing to the ceiling, Meena dumped her under her chair and then slammed the glass on the counter just in time. "Ahh! What fine whiskey! Another one, another one!" She smiled that billion credit smile that could win or break hearts and so the captain did not delay her second serving, not forgetting about Drak. "I'm honored myself to be entertaining such wonderful guests." He spoke as he poured himself a drink. "Ahh, Meena Hayes... your freedom from Kessel is a hot topic everywhere in the Galaxy where people like us roam. Tell me all about it!"<br/><br/>There was not a single hint of sadness as the con artist worked her magic on the captain. "Well." She began, as if she had waited for this moment her entire life and couldn't wait to tell an epic and tragic story. "I'd like to say it was all me and my natural talents, but I couldn't possibly forget the effort that my husband put forward to release me. He fought bravely and mercilessly against the bureaucrats and those damned Imperials until they agreed to let me go." Meena took Drak's hand in her own and gave him a loving stare. "And that is how it started. Of course, we have our bad days and good days but overall I couldn't be happier."<br/><br/>Captain Avoyos nodded, seemingly impressed by Drak's chivalrly. "Well, in that case, let us raise a glass for the braveness of your husband. Cheers!"<br/><br/>"Cheers!" Meena giggled and made sure he was looking away as she dumped her second glass under her chair. "So, captain, I'm afraid we must get going, my husband and I. We have places to be and people to meet."<br/><br/>"Oh, already? Why so soon? Please, would you not stay a little longer? I find it so boring to wait for ships to pass." Avoyos sighed and looked at his empty glass. "If only there was some sort of entertainment here, someone as charming and as witty as you, then perhaps the wait would not be so dreadful. And if it were a woman, then twice the fun." He winked at Meena who laughed, gripping Drak's hand as if to remind him that they were married and needed to go because they were busy.<br/><br/>"Maybe... one more drink?" Meena asked. "Ah, but you must excuse me. Where is the restroom?" It was time to proceed to step two.