As they exchanged pleasantries, Yusanis maintained an utmost air of ease and confidence. He exchanged words with them each in turn, "The honor is all ours." The Echani replied to Jekin, clasping his elbow as they shook hands.<br/><br/>Then to Kailen, "A Tolar and a Fezsler?" He replied, shooting a wry glance back to the other padawan, "I thought I was having dinner with Jedi, not the sons and daughters of aristocrats."<br/><br/>Arren smiled at that, only the barest hint of amused huff escaping from her lips. "I assure you they're Jedi." Merryn said, finding her seat opposite the Jedi Master. Yusanis then went to Nory, his hand strong yet not overbearing, "Thank<em>you</em>for showing."<br/><br/>"Ah, Such lovely hair and-" He paused, leaning over a little to make his notice of her pointed ears more obvious, "Oh, I thought I was in the presence of another Echani like myself. Well, we can't all be so lucky."<br/><br/>Arren shot him a disapproving glance, "Yusanis..."<br/><br/>The man sighed and went to Linzi, "Lieutenant Linzi Madaline, sir." Merryn interjected, "I trust you don't mind?"<br/><br/>"Not at all." He said, shaking her hand as well, "Only the best serve with Jedi. No doubt you have a very promising career ahead of you."<br/><br/>The General and the Jedi Master took their seat next to eachother, leaving an empty space beside Yusanis. There were three on the other side and soon after, Yusanis got the waiter to provide a chair for the end. The Twi'lek waited expectantly as the General ordered, "Corellian Brandy for myself and the Master Jedi." Then he turned to the rest of the party, "Please. Feel free to indulge yourself, it's on me."<br/><br/>He continued to talk as they ordered, "So, I'm curious. What made you all join?"