Han Solo | OTA (Multiples Welcome!)
If anything outside of a cockpit was Han's element, it would be a party. Normally he wouldn't have made much of an effort, but people had seemed to be planning to get dressed up for this, so he figured he would make a token effort. He cleaned and pressed his uniform, making sure to get all the creases just right and the blood stripes bright red again. He even buttoned up the jacket. And shined his boots. And shaved.
It was, maybe, not the best he could have done but he also didn't really care about clothes that much. There were a few other people who were dressed down too and he was hardly the kind of person to feel out of sorts in a crowd just because he wasn't wearing a full black suit. Had he ever worn something that formal? He honestly didn't think so.
He grabbed a drink from the bar and found a spot to linger and watch people. It was one of his favorite things to do. He really couldn't complain. It was nice to see people enjoying themselves.