Who: Ulic Quel-Droma, Anakin Skywalker
When: Some evening this week
Where: Lou's Bar, Baton Rouge
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Ani stretched his legs out and rested them on the booth seat across from him, cracking his back. The locals were behaving themselves, no disturbances and only a few needed nudges to either stop drinking or start. They had finally learnt that while he was over here, sprawled like a cat over a radiator, nothing stupid was going to happen.

Quel-Droma. Now that was a name to ring a bell. Flagging Marie down for two beers, Ani mulled over what to possibly say to the man.