"Well don't you just know how to make a girl feel wanted."  Anisa chuckled, leaning back.  "Don't worry guys, I don't think he wants to attack me, and I think we'll have to postpone our game for a while."  She stated idly.  Strangely enough, the pair at the table nodded meekly, getting up, the Galvyran only briefly looking at the combat drone that sat a few inches above Darion before going to the door, apparently to guard it.  "If you're looking for a quick fuck, i'm afraid I don't turn tricks.  Although since I pistol I see is the one that goes 'bang', as opposed to carrying your brain, i'm going to assume you have something else in mind."<br/><br/>Her eyes were hidden from view by those black goggles, although if she was worried either the drone or Darion might shoot her, she didn't seem particularly worried about it.  Picking the cards up, she began to shuffle the deck, her gloved hands nimble and swift as she snapped the cards in a neat little deck, placing it down next to her.  "The game is black jack."  Was the only warning she said before she began to deal cards.  "So, what job do you have in mind, human?  Most be an important job if you're willing to risk asking a bloodsucker like me for help."<br/><br/>Darion could feel the other two in the room's eyes upon him.  While the Bartender wasn't armed, behind the bar itself could be a weapon, although she just idly cleaned glasses and some sort of needle like tool.  The Galvyran was definately more literally armed.  Darion likely had heard of the destructive capability of Force Lances, but given his proximity, the blast would just as likely hit Anisa as it did him, assuming the strange staff weapon was indeed a Force Lance.  As for armor, the Galvyran was wearing medium assault armor, although his kind was known to having thick hides.  As for the Bartender, just street clothes.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>