As you enter Cid’s cantina, the usual murmur of conversation surrounds you. Tech, seated at the bar, is deeply engrossed in his datapad, occasionally glancing up with an analytical gaze. This time, his attention is caught by your arrival.

Tech, peering over his datapad, his eyes narrowing in interest "Interesting. A new face in Cid's establishment. You don’t appear to be a regular."

He sets his datapad aside, his curiosity evident as he studies you with a keen, almost scientific interest