Argo sipped his drink and watched the newcomers walk in. Being himself, he couldn't help but smile charmingly at the ladies, like the Zeltron or the dark-haired human; still sizing them up as much as the males, because he didn't know who could be a threat. He asked the Rodian if they served food; and when he got an affirmative answer, he ordered a bantha burger with some Rodian fries.<br/><br/>Apparently the Zeltron, the Arkanian and the human male knew each other... business? Yes, it couldn't be just pleasure in this barren rock...