“Yes I quite agree” He said with a bemused smirk, drawing his legs off the table and nestling them underneath “May not have the benefit of a Cardassian presence but I suppose it will do.” The alien shrugged his broad shoulders before reaching across the table to pour some of the clear liquid they called vodka into one of the glasses in front of them. Gently he relaxed back into his chair, a slight smug yet strangely appealing smile on his lips as he shifted his nearly skin tight clad legs about. He rested one of his long legs up on the other while the glass was nestled in his hands.
“Captain Jack Harkness I presume” his bright azure depths studied the so-called Captain. He had done a little research after their first online conversation about the Royal Air Force. The organization sounded much like a precursor to Starfleet though its’ base was in a place called the United Kingdom, a place that wasn’t familiar to the gul. The Cardassian took a sip of the strange new liquid, it wasn’t the best he tasted but he supposed it would do like the bar. He made a faint expression of aversion at the flavor of his drink but he still took another sip. Finally he spoke again, gesturing with an ashen hued hand at the bottles on the table “I wasn’t aware of what drink you prefer so I ordered several different types…”