Try to find a place to sleep

You look around and, for once, the streets are mostly empty. You look for anywhere to rent a room. Finding none, you travel along the sidewalks to browse your area. Diners and clubs take up most of the space. The sun was setting which meant you might have to hurry. You pass a couple pawn shops and more clubs.

You stop realizing your search can’t go on too long. A club may have to do, plus maybe you’d get info on a job or hotel. Entering, you remove the helmet and look around. Several fancy dressed men are sitting around, being served by practically nude people. Scratch that, they were almost all Twi’lek and human. They were all wearing net clothing that doesn’t cover anything, bikinis either solid or clear, or were just plain nude.

You call a green one over and ask her for a drink. She hands you a glass with a bluish liquid in it. She stares at you a moment longer, then returns to where she was. You seat yourself. You watch the show of maybe ten girls dancing in hot outfits. You we’re about to ask your questions to a Twi’lek, but one of the fancy dressed men called you over. You follow the blue one that leads you to him. He must be rich to afford multiple personal servants. He gestured for you to sit down. You worry to yourself that he may think you’re not allowed in the club. But he doesn’t look unhappy or displeased.