The Citadel was home to many species and cretins, whether it be a money swindling Volus, a Krogan looking for fish, or a preaching Hanar, it wasn't short of things to do, and experience for the average human. Including some with a name to themselves, such as a bored looking Asari, swirling around her coffee for the 6th time today as she stared at it...

"I'm not in the mood to answer any questions about the Protheans..." she said, not even looking at you as she scrolled her datapad, something noticeable on it being the article 'Space Bigfoot.'