Talk to the friendly woman

|| TARIS: UPPER CITY CANTINA ||

The blonde-haired woman perks up as you approach and introduce yourself. "Hi there," she says with a smile, "I haven't seen you around before. Of course, they don't give us Sith officers from the military base much time off."

"You're from the military base? You don't look like one of the Sith."

The girl explains she's off-duty right now. "My name is Sarna, junior officer first class with the Sith occupation ****." She waves you into a chair opposite her. "I'm actually a little surprised you're talking to me at all... most of the people here on Taris can't stand us Sith. It can make this job pretty lonely."

You consider that this woman could be a useful ally, especially since you'll need to go through Sith guards to reach the escape pods in the Undercity. Besides, she's an attractive and remarkably open lady. "You're just doing your job, right?" you say in a persuasive tone, "I don't hold it against you."

"That's true," she says brightly, "but people don't appreciate what we've done for them. We could have slapped a curfew on the whole planet, but we didn't. You know, it's like everyone on this backwater planet is in a permenant bad mood. Don't they know we have to make the best of things?"

"Everybody has their ups and downs... it's how you deal with them that counts."

"Exactly! It's all about attitude," she says. You continue to sympathize with her, and notice she's getting incresingly tipsy on the Tarisian ale in front of her. "We do what we can to keep our spirits up."

"It must be tough, being stationed on a hostile world," you say, laying a hand over hers.

"That's true. It's nice to meet someone who understands what I'm going through." She pauses, reluctantly. "I have to get going soon – I've got a shift at the military base. But some of us junior officers are having a party tonight to blow off some steam. I'd really like to see you again," she says, idly running her fingers over the back of your hand. "Why don't you drop by the party?"