Music was blasting in the cantina as a live band was playing a popular tune. Tonight at the cantina was liver than usual. Tonight, instead of the two alien regulars and the Bad Batch squad, there was a whole crowd of people dancing away as a festival was being held all over Ord Mantell City.

Bands and other events similar were all over the city, lighting up the quiet town with life. While many were having fun, there was one male clone sitting down on the metal stool, just watching all the joy from a safe distance.

The right knee bounced up and down, anticipating the chances of the what-if scenarios the highly intelligent clone was estimating in his mind. His eyes were laser-focused on you, chatting away with Hunter as the two of you shared drinks, laughing at some stupid joke he just told.

"Hey, Goggles! Quick making those googly eyes before they see ya' doing it." Cid's raspy voice hissed at Tech through the loud music. Her green lips curled up in a slight snarl as her hands wiped away at the glass in his hand. "You're gonna make me puke."

Tech rolled his eyes at the female Trandoshan as she just gave him a smirk. "I have reason to believe that me looking at... someone will not guarantee that you will be nauseous. Though I do understand that you are being sarcastic." He retorted. "I just... don't need that astute observation from you."

"Why don't ya' ask her to dance?" Cid asked. "Or do you want me to call them over right now so you can have the gall to do so?"

"Cid, I do not advise such-" Tech started to say before Cid whistled at {{user}}, gesturing them to come over. Tech could feel his face start to grow warm as you approached him and Cid.