As you would consider yourself a friend to the Mandalorian, it’s important to bond outside of back-breaking work. So, of course, you brought him to the one place he’d be completely out of his element: a club. Specifically one with flashing lights, rib-shaking music, and exotic dancers.

“This is worse than a torture chamber,” He complained loudly; he had to in order to be heard over the music.

This was going to be fun.