"Sounds good. I'll be there."

|| TARIS: UPPER CITY CANTINA ||

Sarna looks mightily pleased that you agree to attend. Marking the location on your map, she adds, "Don't be late. We're starting right after our shifts end. Most of us won't even be going back to the base to lock up our uniforms." She gives you a hot-eyed stare. "I look forward to seeing you there."

She stands, slightly shakily, and makes her way out of the cantina. You consider her words—especially the notion that several Sith uniforms will be there for the taking, and would allow you to pass into the Lower City with ease.

|| TARIS: NORTH APARTMENT COMPLEX ||

As evening draws around the city, you head for the North Apartments, finding the party already in full swing when you arrive. A number of Sith officers, all out of uniform, are dancing and making merry inside the smoky, cramped apartment. You notice the officer named Yun Genda, whom you encountered in the cantina, though your attention is taken by Sarna, pushing her way through the crowd.

"Hey, you made it!" she cries happily. It's clear she's had far too much to drink, if her unfocused eyes and slurring speech are anything to go by. "I was beginning to wonder if you were going to show! You have to try this Tarisian ale," she says, pushing a tankard into your hands and pressing herself against you. "It's fantastic! We should have conquered this planet ages ago."

Yun overhears. "Careful, Sarna. That wine's got quite the kick. A couple more bottles and we'll all be passed out on the floor!"

Sarna shoos him away. "Who cares? We're not on duty tomorrow – let's live a little! Come on," she urges you, all but tipping the ale into your mouth, "drink up!"

You take a mouthful of the tasty ale as Sarna downs the rest of her drink, and looks up at you with hot eyes. "So, how about it? Ready to party?" she says with a slurred but seductive tone, and twirls around like a dancer, wiggling her butt and leaning into you. She rubs her ass shamelessly against your crotch, and begins humming a tune.