The Sleepy Twi'lek was a dancing girl's club in that it was full of dancing girls and run by former dancing girls. So it had a reputation amongst the people of Nar Shaddaa for being the kind of place that could get a guy a quick shot to the groin from a blaster pistol if he didn't watch himself. Tacitus himself had never come here for a dance because The Sleep Twi'lek was also known for having rooms for rent at the back that were soundproof and pretty decent quality.
Officially? They were for private functions.
That meant whatever the kark you wanted on Nar Shaddaa though.
Reaching the bar, Tacitus paid the dancing girls no mind as he waited for the bartender to notice him. When the bartender wandered over to take his order, he eyed Zabrak woman behind the bar and gave her a little smile. She wasn't here for anyone's pleasure but having a pinch of decorum when dealing with people serving you drinks was always a good idea in his book.
"My friend booked a room in the back."
She smiled back.
"Oh yeah? Smart friend. What's his name?"
Tacitus grinned a little bit wider.
"Darla."
Dropping the name of the owner was the way to get the key-card to the private room you had already paid for. Why all the cloak and dagger? Well Darla and The Sleepy Twi'lek even promised that the room you bought from them would be bug free. No one would know what you did or discussed if you got it all right. Picking up the access card, he sent a message to the rest of the group heading this way to head for private room 17. Upon arriving and unlocking the door, Tacitus sat himself down to wait for the others.
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