Flestic Crupp, the bulky Rodian, along with his Flestic Crupp's Group where belonged three more Rodians, was sitting in one cantina. The entrance of the cantina was in a dark alley that blinked with neon lights.

As it was nearing the more later hours on this small, underworld filled planet, the cantina was quite packed. The galactical electronic rock music was playing in the speakers, half patrons already drunk, and some doing shady business here and there.