<strong>Navarro Tavern</strong><br/><br/>Tisha (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=129448.msg5752156#msg5752156) just happened to be the closest waitress on hand when the order for octopus and kanar was given.  She threw the Augment a brilliant smile to show him that she heard him, "Right on it, sir," and continued on to claim some other orders.<br/><br/>Her heels clicked delicately upon the hard floor of the tavern.  Ordinary women couldn't possibly walk around as a waitress in heels for hours, but her initial programming had put fashion over function into account during her design.  Her figure never even shifted as she walked, showing that her balance was computer-precision perfect; she could probably walk for a million years over sheer ice and snow without slipping.<br/><br/>It didn't take long for the kitchen to fill in his order, leaving out a tray for Tisha to collect, but this one came special with a little note added from the bartender's datapad.  When Tisha came over, her attention was focused upon Primo.<br/><br/>"You really gave that guy a sound thumping," she cooed as she set out the food before him.  "I haven't seen someone who could beat down a Klingon with a weapon that quickly in quite some time."  Her entire body showed a warm mixture of intrigue and arousal.  "Are you looking for any part time work?  Kruge," she gestures to the bartender, "has been looking for a bouncer for some time."<br/><br/>She leaned forward upon the table, her breasts promising to spill from the skimpy cocktail waitress outfit but never quite managing to come through.  "We've been having the problem here of people causing problems, and we need a big, strong man to help keep the peace.  Do you think maybe you could?"  She bit her lip in hopeful expectation, eyes staring up in silent pleading.