Alanna blushed as Khementari's hand drifted across her arm, across her bare shoulder, and then down over the front of her tanktop to lightly brush against her breasts.  Subtly biting her lower lip, she felt as her own nipples hardened slightly beneath the fabric of the shirt and her bra beneath.  "Interesting results i-indeed..."  She swallowed and smiled at her new acquaintance, though her reaction to Zeta was a bit surprising.  "Y-yes... yes, she is.  She's quite striking, I suppose."  Glancing toward Zeta again, she noticed the droid moving to approach them.<br/><br/>She carefully extricated herself from Khementari's touch, though she briefly glanced at the woman, as if to say that they could continue the flirtation later, if she wished.  As Zeta reached the table, she looked up at the android, smiling kindly.  "Oh, hello, Major.  We were just talking about you, actually.  How are you doing tonight?"  As she spoke, Alanna's eyes flicked over Zeta's form once again, mildly surprised at how... normal she looked.  It was a bit unsettling to see a droid that could imitate human appearance so completely, but... well, the technology had advanced to this point, so it was only natural that they would be in existence.<br/><br/>Seeming to notice that it was okay for him to approach now, Beeper rolled over to join his owner by the bar, hooting a greeting to the others, his dome swiveling to regard each of them for a moment, though he lingered slightly longer, once again, on the woman in the robe.  His optical output flashed rapidly between red and blue as he looked at Khementari.  He still was unsure what to make of the strange woman, but if Alanna was comfortable with her, then he would get to be that way too.