Log:Tea party!
Tea Party!!!!
Location: Outside Defiance Hangar, Nar Shaddaa
Participants: Darius Wildes, Vasani, Hex, Kasia Ashkuri, Grom, Sajin, and Zhu Yan
"Yes, quite the day isn't it Lady Palakwi?" A very horrible posh voice says sitting across from a blue Twi'lek. They both are sitting in fold out beach chairs, directly infront of the private hangar of the Defiance group. A coffee table is between with with a mismatch bunch of tea ware. "Hrm, oh, yes. It is rather -delightful- I would say." There is a horrible chuckle, with snorts. Darius is not in his normal gear but instead wears a large black top hat and has a broken piece of glass hanging from a string gently placed infront of his eye. Despite this he still wears his open red shirt with flowers on it, beach trunks and flip-flops from earlier this day.
"hmmm, yes, delightful." Vasani can't keep up the fake fancy act for long, already starting to laugh that hearty laugh she has. She takes an overly loud-slurpy sip from her tea cup. "If only we had some.. FANCY FRIENDS to join us in this event." As much as Darius likes dressing up, Vasani is still in her normal clothing. "Maybe if we stay outside of this VERY FINE ESTABLISHMENT some individuals might join us?" She says, staring intently at the door to the Defiance private hanger
The Defiance hangar is accessed by a lily pad like landing area if you're a ship, and a turbo lift from the bazaar if you're a person. Hex, being a person and not a ship, is descending said lift with a cigarette and a cranky mood, though the latter dissipates somewhat upon being surprised by guests. Guests with beach chairs. Hex just sorta stops, and greets Darius and Vasani with an intelligent, "Uhhhhhh," while he processes this. Normally anything this weird happens INSIDE the hangar, you know?
"Oh, deary, careful now you know how rowdy it can get here in the...Colonies." Darius says with a sip of tea. "Gross." he says in his real voice and spits it back out into the cup, though then pretending to smack his lips in tasteful delight. As Hex greets them Darius looks up with a bright smile. "Hello good sir! Codsworth Jamesyn, would you be a peach and join us? We'd love to talk to a native about this fine hangar next to us. Seems like such an interesting group of people wander into it."
"WHAT THE BLOODY HELL IS GOING ON OUT HERE!" Comes the voice of Sajin through the speaker in his power armor as he stomps from within the hanger. "What is that beat in the hanger and who deficated in the corner again!" He pauses in front of the two women having their 'tea party'. "Noodle boobs..." Yes, noodle boobs. "Blue Noodle Boobs, from Siya's place... why are you. OH... I told you to come here." Stupid Sexy Sajin, is stupid. "Did Grom put that stinky smelly thang in the hanger?" He wonders to himself.
Kasia comes from some other direction, and she's not on foot, but in a speeder. A taxi. She steps out of it a short distance off, evidently planning to head for the hangar, but there's a... what is happening out here? She eyes the group, and then Hex, and then the group as a whole again. "This looks like an interesting party," she observes, giving her husband more side-eye as she says it.
"GROM IS VERY FANCY," a great bellow informs those assembled outside the hangar, preceding the rapid thuds that are a Houk's heavy footfalls delivering 1 (one!) King of Fale unto the scene. He says nothing of a tauntaun.
It took Vasani a second to realize 'noodle boobs' was her until 'blue' was added to the phrase. Noodle boobs? eh, her and Darius come up with enough stupid nicknames for people, she'll go with it. "Story friend with the romantic life!!" Vasani smiles to Sajin, speaking in her normal voice. "oh uh-" a fake cough, "eh-hum nnnNYYYESSS KIND SIRS AND MADAMS would you both please join us in our FINE establishment for a spot of tea?" the fake fancy voice is back addressing everyone together.
Hex draws ferociously on his cigarette and side-eyes his wife right back. "What's my tauntaun doing in the hangar, KASIA," he 'greets' her, before refocusing on the tea party with a keen eye toward what exactly the available refreshments are. "You sure you two don't work for me? Cause normally this level of nonsense works for me, at least on contract. Ay you trashes," that's to Defiance, "This is Vasani and her tame human, Darius. Darius, Vasani, this is Sajin, Employee of the Month," gesture, "and Fancy Grom." Pause. "And KASIA, MOVER OF TAXIDERMY." Frown.
"Well, aren't we just the bell of the ball now Lady Palakwi. But Count Hexus I dare say, I have no idea who this Darius Wildes is. Codsworths Jameysn is the name, a pleasure I'm sure." Snort, snort, snort laugh. Darius stands up, still in an open red flower t-shirt, flip flops, top hat and a broken piece of glass near his eye. "Come now, come now. Let us all get seated, I'll fetch us chairs or as the those in the colonies say... Sitting devices. " Snort, snort, snort, laugh. After which Darius runs off towards the YT-2000 Spectre parked in the general area. A moment or two later he is carrying from fold out chairs with a small dog size lizard keeping pace dragging an additional chair with its mouth. "Please, please, eat and sample the tea. We shall all become friends. " And there is lots of food here. There are cakes, cookies, and pastries along with a more than one -pitchers- of tea.
"Aw man!" was the eternally be-jacketed below-average-height figure of Zhu Yan, holding his nose and waving a hand in front of his face as he was the FOURTH person up the elevator. The hangar was cramped these days and it was ALL HIS FAULT because he had gone and landed a four-hundred metre long warship in it. Good work Yan. As for the strange actions? "What schutta went and dumped a bloody smelly animal in the hangar?!" Oh he found the Tauntaun. Ace Detective! "Who're the newbies?" He ambled on up to the gathering, avoiding retching because far out, and noted that almost all of them were taller than him still. No word on the sitting ones. "Is that tea?" he asked. Then his mood abruptly changed. "IS THAT A HAT?!"
Hex gestures at Zhu Yan and belatedly includes him in the introductions. "And that's Zhu Yan." How do you even sum him up. "...what a man."
"Because it was too large for the living room, /my love/," Kasia replies to Hex in a tone that sounds real stern, especially when she gets to the term of endearment. Then she smiles. It's a real tight jawed, toothy smile. "By the way, your sister said you need to come back. Also when were you going to tell me your sister was visiting?" She eyes Grom as he arrives, but he doesn't need calming down, or working up, so she just waves to him, and the others, the tension in her smile relaxing somewhat. "So, it's a tea party then?" she asks of Vasani as Darius dashes off to get chairs.
Sajin looks over to Yan, "I KNOW, ROIGHT?" He refers to Yan bringing up the Tauntaun, though his attention then moves to Grom. "Did you go kill that thing and have it stuffed as some sort of trophy to go with you pickled limbs?" It's a legit question though for those who knew the King of Fale. He then looks between Hex and Kasia, "Wait... that's yours in there?" HE groans. "Send Memos or something, I almost set it on fire when I saw it." He moves over to help bring out the chairs because he's such a helpful mate.
"I know that one! Congrats on being trash man of the month!" Vasani... compliments (?) Sajin. "The Taun Taun is a trophy from us!" Vasani raises her teacup in a cheer at the mention of the Taun Taun. "Yes! Tea party!! ....I'm not really sure why... DARE, WHY'RE WE HAVIN' A TEA PARTY?" she yells toward Darius in the ship. "Come have some! I know you said somethin' about tea when we came over the other day, I hope I made some ya' like!"
"You all /best/ not be hating on my tauntaun, or you're fired. You're so fired," Hex makes a general proclamation, flicking ash off his cigarette in a deeply annoyed fashion. "Also you can thank MY WIFE for it being in the hangar, because that is not where it's meant to be." Kasia does surprise him out of it though, as he stares at her blankly. "What do you mean, my sister is visiting?" he wonders, before promptly becoming distracted by a tea cake. He's just gonna have one. Or thirteen. One corner of his mouth quirks upward in a smile, and he regards Darius once the oddly-attired man returns. "You two really should consider working with us though, ka. You can do your own thing too; Yan here lives his own life and pretends not to know me like sixty percent of the time. Isn't that so, Yan?"
Grom peers at the top hatted human who is introduced with a different name than he gives, and the Twi'lek woman beside him. The Houk's eyes lower sadly, "Another nail in the burial pod of the Twi'lek race. Grom laments for your people," he informs Vasani, adding for emphasis, "GROM LAMENTS." Lamentation apparently finished, he very carefully lowers his weight onto a chair, veeeery cautiously, before baring his teeth cheerfully to Sajin, "Little King! TEA!" he declares, pointing at the table. Of the stuffed beast, he frowns in thought. "That does sound like something I would do, but Grom has no memory of it."
"Why, yes it is! Here, would you like a go of it?" Darius says to Zhu Yu taking off the top hat and holding it out towards him. As Sajin moves over to help with the chairs the dog sized lizard, Slasst, moves up and drops the one he was biting infront of him. Afterwards it moves over to one of the many pitchers of tea and starts licking with its lizard tongue. Darius ignores Vasani as who is this Dare person? He is obviously Codsworth Jamesyn. "Duchess Kasia, we humble blue bloods -are- having such a party and would be honored if you would join us. " Kasia is a Duchess and Hexus is a Count? How does that work? "My dear Count Hexus let us not talk the troubles of business. Let us enjoy our little party, and then we can speak scandal later." Darius is not giving up this act it seems. How annoying to live with.
"There's a problem with your idea, man. You're terrifyingly pretty but a bit lacking in the thinking-through department," said Yan, standing next to Sajin and leaning in almost conspiratorially. Look at these two. Comedy pairing in the making. "If you set it on fire, the smell will /spread/. And then it will get into our ships. And trust me I have already had a hell of a time airing out the Redline since SOMEONE-" he looked around for one Tarion Tavers but couldn't find him, so he sighed and gave up, "spilt caf on one of the seats!" Yan didn't actually know who spilt caf on the seat but Tarion was an easy target. He looked over at Hex and his face was quizzical. He leaned the other way this time, towards Kasia, and he gestured to Hex, asking her "Who is this clown?"
"OH SITHSPIT YES, A HAT!" boomed Yan in addendum, as he took the hat and ADORNED HIMSELF. On the head. You fiends.
Sajin frowns, "I know." Indian tear, boo hoo. Stupid Sexy Sajin. "No, that smell needs to stay where it is. I'm going to go see if I can't find some havy duty... incense candles or something to mask it at least." He shakes his head starting to move off, looking to Grom. "Well yeah that's why I asked. All figured out though, Thanks Grom. I'll be back in a few just... this will bug me until I do something about it." He heads towards the bridge.
"Grom, nice ta' meet ya'!" Vasani isn't even trying to be fancy anymore, she just wanted to meet more of the Defiance people outside of those few times in the fighting pits. "Uh. Thanks for ya' lamenting I guess? Have some cake!" She says as she passes a plate of cake over to him. She then turns toward Hex, passing ANOTHER plate of cake to him. He's eating so much, her cooking must be so good! "Bye Sajin! Don't forget we gotta have our story time later!" She smiles, giving him a quick wave before he leaves the tea party.
"I moved it because it was taking up at least a full half of our living room!" Kasia protests again, looking like she might stomp her foot as she says it. Possibly on top of Hex's foot. She doesn't though, and instead moves to one of the open chairs. "I'm a duchess? Fantastic. Does that mean the count as to serve me tea cakes?" She eyes Count Hexus and then holds out a hand. Yan's question is answered with a shrug. "I have no idea, I'm just trying to get the guy to give me cake."
"King Grom's blood is purple, Codsworld," the Houk states primly, following Codsworth's mention of blood blood. Perhaps some deeper reference to royal blood, or perhaps plainly literal, who can say? Accepting the plate of cake with a deep rumbled, "Ooooh. YOU ARE THANKED." Taking a bite of cake (and of the plate it sits upon) he mumble-chews to Kasia, "Yes, Duchess orders Count, it is way of nature. OMNOMNOM."
"'m no' giving you nuffing, ge' yur own cake," Hex informs his missus, around a mouthful of said cake. The romance is gone. This is what marriage does to people. He pauses a moment to watch Grom take a bite out of the plate, then pretends he didn't see that, and moves along. "Ka, see," he returns to his earlier point. "Exhibit A, Yan pretending not to know me. But I'll bother you about business later, Codsyn Jamesworth." Close. Not quite. Good effort. "Yan, give him his hat back, your head's too big for it."
"Yes business later, Count Hexus, please be a doll and attend to the Duchess " Darius says to Hex but then smiles at seeing Zhu Yan excitment, he lays a hand on Vasani's shoulder. "Just delightful." He looks over to Grom "Oh, how -deeply- sorry I am. King Grom is it? I didn't expect one of the royal family to attend. We are greatly humbled, so greatly humbled, by your presence. "Darius bows a few times to Grom and stumbles on the lizard Slasst. "Damn it, you little shit." He grumbles in his real voice and the lizard runs to Vasani jumping onto her lap with a big thud.
Zhu Yan was not a big guy. His head, artificially inflated though it may be, was perfectly capable of wearing a rather dashing top hat. It was a shame that it was on such a rough individual. In his own mind, he looked dashing, charming, and handsome. "He's still talking like he knows me," he said, talking to the strange be-lekku'd individual's wife and Yan's friend of many years. "Did I scam him out of something?" Dramatic pause. "SHOULD I scam him out of something? Yes?" He turned to point at broken monocle man. "Yes?" He pointed at blue noodle boobs. "Yes?" KING GROM. "Yes?" He nodded once, sharply. "Aight, thank you for your input, I'mma con him." DONE.
Grom dips his ponderous head to Mr. Monocle at the deference. "Yes. Grom is King of Fale. Your deference makes you welcome in Grom's realm, when you visit." Then, his yellow eyes narrow on Hex as the Twi'lek takes a bite of cake, denying cake to Kasia. An ominous rumble of, "sssSNACK!" building to a bellow, punctuated by a punch thrown across the table at Hex.
Vasani holds on to the lizard Slasst, hugging him close to her chest and petting him. "Whose a good boy? Does mommy's favorite lizard want some cake?" Vasani picks up some cake-with the fork she has been eating from- and feeds it into the lizards mouth. She jumps at the punch being thrown accross the table. "Don't worry Kas! Princess Vasani can get some cake for ya'!" But does Kasia trust taking food from her after watching her feed it to the lizard?
"We're going to Ryloth next month," Kasia informs Hex out of the blue, because now she's just prodding him for fun. Because he denied her cake, and that's terribly rude. Then there's punching, even if it doesn't land, and she gives up on trying to startle Hex and instead turns to Vasani. "...thank you." She leans forward to accept the cake, but one might note, she doesn't eat it yet.
"Are you kidding me?" Hex protests as Yan not only keeps up the act, but concludes it with a promise to scam him. "No, absolutely not, Vili already scammed me out of twenty thousand credits this week, and if you want to do the same you all need to form an orderly goddess-damned queue." He does warn in a loud ish whisper with a little point-point at Grom, "his kingdom is slightly lacking in air," he notifies any would-be visitors, and looking back at Grom, spots the SNACK ATTACK just in time to duck the Houk's enormous boulder-like fists. "AAAH," Hex adds, heroically, and scurries a few feet away. Further from the snacks. Sad. "YOU can go to Ryloth next month," he adds for Kasia. "Tell my kapi," dad "I said hi." A slight pause, then, "Uh... Darius, Vasani. Do you have multiple pet reptiles? A large and the small one from the other day...?"
Darius looks at Zhu Yan for a moment, was he really part of this group? Was Hex actually lying? Doing his own little joke? Is perhaps the man who now wears his top hat a..Kindred spirit? Mystery for the ages. As the punch is thrown Darius leaps closer to Grom. "Your grace, your grace. I know we are in the colonies but tradition is still important. I believe one most throw the cake, before one must throw the punch." He gives a few nods backing away, all while making eye contact with Hex. Then a wink. Though as Slasst is brought up, Darius grunts. "Nope just that piece of foodoo. " He turns to the lizard in Vasani's lap, saying in real Darius Wildes voice. "I swear I'm spacing you next time you get into my vests pal!"
"Ryloth?" There was a long pause before Zhu Yan spoke again, all thoughts of scamming Hex dashed. "I got shot last time we went to Ryloth." Oh yeah he was definitely part of this group. The act was dropped well and truly. He of course did not stop wearing the top hat. It was JAUNTY. But he did look scared.
Grom narrows his eyes on Hex as his boss (?) scurries out of reach, away from the snacks. Reaching across to pluck up a tea cake from Hex's recently abandoned place setting. With a pointed look at Hex, he devours it noisily. Turning an eye to Darius, he shakes his head. "No, Cotswsssn-" he mumbles, memory of the name fading. "Funny head noodles WANTS snacks thrown at him." A look from Vasani to Kasia and Yan with a nod. They all know it's true.
"Oh no, this is Slasst! He's such a good boy isn't he! He doesn't know any better 'bout the vests, Dare. They're furry, he thinks they're animals! Ya' don't say that when he kills the rats on our ship!" She holds up the lizard under the arms facing Sir Hexus. Slasst does that lizard thing where he sticks his tongue out. "A trip to Ryloth?" she questions, looking back and forth between Kasia and Hex. "Ya'know I've still never been back since I left. Is it still the same?" Vasani asks, not that either Hex or Kasia would have any idea when she left or what it was like when she left. Vasani seems to have a hint of wanting when it comes to Ryloth, but also is sort of holding herself back. Changing the subject, she turns to Grom. "Well isn't that the point a' this whole thing?" she smiles, arming herself with some cake. "WHICH EVA' ONE A' YOU FOOLS MAKES THE FIRST MOVE IS GETTIN' THE CAKE!"
Kasia opens her mouth to say something more to Hex, at least he will be able to tell it was going to be something specially designed to jab at a sore spot, but she stops herself, settles back and clears her throat. "We're throwing cake now?" She might not EAT it, but she'll throw it, eyeing everyone around her. Hex wants food throwin at him so she doesn't choose him, she eyes Yan but he's got the fancy hat and she doesn't want to spoint that. In the end she lobs the cake right at GROM. "Next month," she confirms the trip to Vasani belatedly, as though Hex had agreed to it, even though we all know he didn't.
"Ryloth is the same as it ever was," Hex confirms for Vasani. "Craphole like always. Cold and dark on one side, bright and hot on the other." He looks a little pained as Grom eats his cake, and then looks totally alarmed as Vasani seems poised to weaponize the snacks. "Koa! No!" he protests, like this is a hostage situation. "Don't waste the food! I'll do anythi--" Then it's not Vasani, but KASIA, who starts throwing pastry. He stares at her, stares at this clear and sudden betrayal. He's shook. But maybe Grom will catch it, like when you toss biscuits to pets!
Grom nods ponderously to Vasani. "Oh yes, blue cake giver. That is the point, Grom knows this. Yet Funny head noodles is fat, and desires the softness punched put of him. But stomach is louder than his willpower, and he will eat-" Then cake is hurled, and the massive alien reacts with reptilian alacrity shocking for his size: his mouth opens wide and the thrown cake is devoured (mostly) whole.
"She's gone native!" Darius calls at Vasani. "She has turned the Duchess to her wicked ways!" He gasps as Kasia throws the cake. Though Ryloth has been brought up. Taking the broken glass out of his eye Darius throws it off the ledge of... Something. His voice returns to normal. "Kasia, this trip to Ryloth. Think we can tag along?" He looks at only Vasani as he asks.
"OH MY GOD!" bellowed Yan, having witnessed the sports spectacle for the ages. "GROM HAS SWALLOWED THAT CAKE WHOLE!" Was he commentating? Was he doing play-by-play? WHAT THE HELL SPORT WAS GOING ON? WHY ARE WE SHOUTING? "Do we have a food fight starting? Do we?" He started backing away. "I don't want to cop a cake to the face."
Vasani kind of panics when Darius brings up tagging along to Ryloth. There's a REASON she hasn't gone back! And that simple sentence from Hex is enough to remind her of that. And there goes the hand full of cake.... Right into Darius' face. "That's okay. You guy's can go to Ryloth.. Me an' Hex'll just stay here. We're good. Experienced enough a' that place already." Any sort of nostalgic longing in her voice is gone now. She lets go of Slasst and he skitters under her chair to hide from potential cake throwing. Changing topics again from Ryloth talks, "Grom that was so cool, dude, how'd ya' do that?" Grom is a good way to change topics.
That's right, Hex, it was your wife who took the shot with the cake at the Grom. It's a little off, but thankfully the Houk is quick and manages to grab most of it in his mouth. That actually gets a sudden, surprised laugh, and she claps a little for him. "Well done, Grom!" The question from Darius grabs her attention after that, though she certainly notices Vasani's reaction and leaves that situation alone again. No more Ryloth talk here from her.
"Thrown cake is easier prey than low-flying birds," Grom rumbles after his broad throat ripples twice in swallowing the baked projectile. His head is raised proudly at all the congratulations.
Hex spends a moment with his cigarette burning between his fingers to process the notion of Grom eating low flying birds, then files it away under things that will keep him up at night due to mingled confusion and jealousy. "Vasani knows what's up," he remarks after, then blinks as his datapad, which is beeping at him. He pokes at it ineptly a few times, then twitches his lekku in surprise. "Son of a schutta, my sister IS here. What the hell." Hex sighs, "Tcha, I better cut the party short then and go pretend I knew that, or there'll be hell to pay. You all be good," he advises as he walks away. "And if you can't be good..." He turns to walk backward a few steps, making a phone shape with one hand, like he's talking into a com link. "Call me when you need bail." And he's off!
The cake slowly slides down Darius face. Then a tongue swings out to push a bunch of it into his mouth. "Delicious, as always my Ensha'lota." The young smuggler smiles as he moves to loudly drag a seat next to Vasani and sit down. He makes no attempt to clean his face. "Could be a nice test. Don't need to go anywhere near a place you know, but stepping onto the planet.... Could be a nice test for the future. Also." He gently takes Vasani's hand and slides his fingers into hers. "You'll be surrounded by people that seem to like ya, and someone who for sure loves you." He glances back as Hex leaves, thinks of saying something, but then just smirks to himself instead.
Grom cants his head to an angle, rumbling, "Grom wonders if head noodle sister is Twi'lek or human: none can say how swiftly the extinction moves." No, Grom, that's not how genetics work. He picks up a teapot from the table and pours a drink, which is to say he pours from the pot directly into his opened mouth. Swallowing, he declares after, "None dare harm one under the protection of Fale. SO SPEAKS GROM."
Vasani pouts, but Darius always knows the right thing to say to cheer her up. She keeps pouting at him sittng next to her until she SURPRISE tackles him and licks a bunch of cake off his face. "We'll talk 'bout it later, 'kay?" She promises. For now, it's still tea party time and she is out of tea. Sitting on Darius' lap, she picks up one of the teapots and refills her cup, before offering some to Kasia as well. "Yan, why don't ya' come join us! There's still plenty a' cake that isn't on faces!"
Kasia lifts a hand to wave off the refill, and she too gets to her feet. "I told Hex his sister is here, she's at home watching the kids now, so I should probably head back too. Thank you for this... unusual party though, it was a nice distraction." From the fight that she sort of started, but let's not get too hung up on details, ok. "Grom, Yan, don't scare our new friends too much." Which should be pretty easy because they don't seem like the types easily frightened. "Have a good night, all."
"Of course my Kunta Afa. Of course. " Darius says, accepting a tackle lick from Vasani without any resistance. When they are back into a seat together Darius, nods in Zhu Yan's direction. "Yes, please join us. Personally I always enjoy Vasani's cooking. " That sounded -kinda- like a compliment. Turning to Grom he bows his head. "Your grace, I hope you will forgive me. But I was perfecting my acting skills, until now. My name is not Codsworth Jamesyn. It is Darius Wildes and may I say it is a pleasure to meet all of you." He nods around to those he has yet to truly introduce himself to. As Kasia moves away he smiles. "Good night Duchess. " A wink.
"Grom will struggle mightily to conceal my terrifying nature," the Houk promises Kasia, before pouring a second measure of tea into his upturned mouth. Setting the now empty pot back down, he peers at "Codsworth is not Codsworth?" But he heard it repeated so many times it had finally sunk in! "Bah, a name is no matter, Glass eye- WHERE IS CODSWORTH'S GLASS EYE?" The Houk demands aloud, stricken to discover that the monocle has been discarded. A shocked look to Vasani, "Did blue cake giver know of this?" He asks, worried.
"Awe..." Vasani feels bad for kind of decieving Grom. "His name is Darius. He's just another crazy smuggler, no one fancy like Codsworh Jamesyn!" She gives him a smile. "And blue cake giver is named Vasani!" She says, finally giving him a proper introduction of herself.
Darius makes a mental note. Purchase a monocle for Grom. "Woah, woah, woah my Esnh'bopola... Another handsome crazy smuggler. " He gives Vasani a wink. "But don't worry Grom! Codsworth will be back! If there is tea and cakes somewhere in the galaxy, I swear to you, Codsworth shall return one day! I pray your grace can forgive my bad acting, and our innocent joke." He takes a drink of tea, remembers he thinks it is gross and spits it back into the cup. "Tell you what as penance, Grom, Vasani will bake you a cake every week. How about it? Grom cakes, for Grom?"
Grom appears relieved that Vasani was aware of Darius' true nature. "Good.. Blue cake giver must be wary: Grom has learned that human males who mate with Twi'lek are deceitful creatures," he notes with a suspicious look to the former Codsworth. Yet they brought tea and cakes, so the suspicion passes quickly. "A doctor said so," he adds, belatedly. Forgiveness is hastened by the promise of more cake. "Yes, Grom approves of cake!"
"Sounds good to me!" Vasani says cheerfully. "Do you have any favorite kinds of cake, Grom? Or should I make you a new kind every week?" She asks, happy to provide more cake. "And I think I might be more of a deceitful creature than Dare is." she teases. "I'm the brains behind it all, he just drives the ship!" Shes completely teasing trying to get a rise out of Darius.
"She is the brains, I'm the good looks. " Darius says with a wink at Grom and then tickles Vasani's side to get her to sit up. With that he stands to his feet and picks up Slasst. The dog sized lizard starting to lick cake off of his face. "Your so ugly." He says to the lizard and then pauses. "But time to get you to work hunting those rats! Well, the party has been lovely, your grace do you mind eating everything and keeping Vasani company? " Darius turns to Zhu. "Pleasure to meet you all." He then takes the huge lizard and starts to head off to the Spectre.
"Among mammals, the female often is," Grom rumbles thoughtfully to Vasani's claim of being the brains. "Grom enjoys surprise. Surprise in cakes, that is. If surprised in other ways, Grom sometimes smashes with axe." Ahem, guilty glance back at the hangar. "No matter! Know that your acquaintance has been pleasant. REST WELL, MAMMALS."
"Got it! First cake is Axe flavored!" Vasani says to Grom, before picking up and following after Darius. "It was real nice meetin' you Mister Grom! I hope we can have another tea party soon!"
