Hoth: Blood and Ice

"I can sing for you any time, dear, just say a word. Moreover, I have just found this classic jazz after all. But who is this Daz people keep mentioning?"

"Layne's cousin, Baesal's student. He's a bit of a Republic celebrity. He's a lot less dour than Layne though."

"Never heard of him, is he a Jedi too?" Aphr smiled at Moyr "singing to some classic jazz then? Maybe you can give it to this Daz and grab the mic in return."

"I can go with that, actually. We'll see if Daz is cool."

"He is a Jedi. But he doesn't have the standard stick insertion surgery. More chill than most of them. I think you'll both be good with his DJ skills."

"Let's hope so. Are we done here?" She looked at both.

"Would seem to be the case," Zeno says with a nod. "If you want those credits back, just see me at the party and I'll return them in drink format," he says to the sisters.

Moyr would remember that.

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