((gonna assume you mean Blazin' Pete's, as she's at the Iron Maiden<img alt=":p" class="mceSmilieSprite mceSmilie7" src="styles/default/xenforo/clear.png" title="Stick Out Tongue    :p"/>))<br/><br/>"Well, that's good.  As I said, i'm not a big fan of clean up."  The Goz responded as a matter of factly.  "And yes, you can pay nightly.  Most just use the rums to sleep it off anyway."  He continued.  At the mention of Blazin' Pete's, his nose wrinkled in disatisfaction.  "I don't get you humans and your facsination with spicey food.  After all, who enjoys having their nose and tongue burned."<br/><br/>"You just don't like it because your nose gets burned.  For all that bragging you have of hightened senses, sometimes it really bites you in the ass, doesn't it."  Zed chuckled, taking another drink, before looking over at Ianthe.  He appeared as much Zax, his face insectoid, and save for several old scars that had marred the carapace, his looks seemed to be less twitchy than others.  It was the look of a world weary warrior that was rarely surprised, and even rarer moved to anger.  "Well, the quickest way is through a few back alleys and the sand park.  But I don't suppose you'd be into that, could get raped, or eaten by sand worms, both if you're really unlucky."  Revealing his own map, he pulled up a holographic image of the city streets.  "Your best bet is to travel up road until High Trail, and take a right for about 7 blocks, and then take a left into the Red Light district.  Just try to ignore the street walkers and the brothals, that resturant has been there longer than they have, and damned if the owner isn't to stubborn to move it."<br/><br/>"Of course he won't move it.  The hookers are probably his best customers."  The Goz retorted.  "He's an old model android, probably one of the first who got their freedom, I think.  I think he goes with spicy to torment his former masters."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>