Motto stepped back in order to gesticulate as he explained.<br/><br/><span style="color: #00BF00">“Ok, so the bar is where people go to drink obviously but others go to find.. you know..a person to be <span style="font-style: italic">with</span>, Nev.  Kissing and all of the bases.  So if we go to a bar and there are girls at the bar, then it’s likely we’re there for the same reason.  Now here’s how you find the one to do it with.  You go in and you wait a few seconds, Nev.  Then?  You go with the <span style="font-style: italic">first one you see that’s lookin’ at ya</span>.  See, she’s lookin’ at you because she likes you, Nev.  Now all the other girls might have glanced your way, but if you <span style="font-style: italic">waited</span>..and you find the one <span style="font-style: italic">still lookin’</span>?  She <span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold">likes</span></span> ya.  It’s easy!”</span>Motto clasped his head behind his head.<span style="color: #00BF00">“After that you just go and talk to ‘em and buy ‘em a drink or something like that.  Soon enough?  Boobs, Nev.  Right in your <span style="font-style: italic">hand</span>.”</span><br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="https://i.imgur.com/7JkUd7C.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/><br/>That evening the stocky cadet led his best friend to a crowded pub.<span style="color: #00BF00">“It’s the best we can do for now..”</span>he hooked his arm with Nevile’s if able, and assured him,<span style="color: #00BF00">“..but that just means we limit our attention to the ladies at the bar.  Makes things easier for us, Nev!  So remember, we enter..make our way to the bar, and just kinda stand there like we belong there.  After a moment or two, look for the girl who’s looking at you.  She’s the one.  Got it?”  </span><br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n_NZJJ-p-WQ">swanky music</a>filled their ears upon entering the<span style="font-size: 110%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-family: Times new roman;">Celestial Sugar,</span></span></span>a place frequented by the local higher class citizens as well as travelers.  The odd establishment happened to be situated well before the galaxy garrison was built, let alone the space port.  The place smelled of ladies perfume, scotch, and citris.  Pool tables dotted the floor and intimate tables framed the perimeter.  In the center stood the bar where waitresses dressed in vintage Earth boudoir sashayed to and fro with trays of colorful drinks.