Koren said
"Eight hours? I know I how to kill time like that, easy."
"I can kill a man with two fingers. That's easy. But killing time... That's an art..."
Leaning in towards the Zeltron's ear, Null whispered "Show me how." Then grabbing two of the bottles from the counter, she threw him a quick wink as she popped the top of her first bottle and took a sip.
Mmm... sweet beer... She would have thought the Correlian would only have harsh stuff stashed away. Null liked a good rolling burn to her drinks, but that was for forgetting things. Sweet drinks were for making things to remember. At least for her. Many men she had been with had a tendency to just want the alcohol hard and the octane hot. Although how any creature could drink octane was beyond her...
After she had finished the bottles, she joined Koren in the middle of the crew lounge for a dance. She tried to mimic his motions, as most of the clubs she had danced in had a bit of a different rhythm than this
jizz, and she felt a little awkward trying to freestyle anything to it. After a bit though she started to get the hang of it, and her steps became more in time, Her arms felt more comfortable in their sway, and her hips felt more on beat with their turns... the alcohol was starting to hit her with a pleasant pre-buzz, and she decided it was time for another drink. She grabbed another two bottles and brought one over to Koren. She was starting to have a good time, and she noticed in Koren a bit of a shy awkwardness that she found rather endearing. It may have been well covered by his cultural mask, but the way he did and said things, you could tell he wanted to feel more sure of himself then he was...