Adoniram smiled and nodded. He looked over to the bar and waited a moment for the droid to turn his way. He held up two fingers to signal two drinks, and then pointed to the Booth he would be sitting at. Adoniram then moved through the dancers and toward the private booth where he scooted in across from Drae Tin. His armor clanked together, and tapped the table as he adjusted himself; he placed his helmet to his left and then sat up straight, looking over at Drae.
"Hear me out on this before you interrupt, it's important. Those men you were with have substantial bounties on their heads. Now the fact that you brought them backstage and they came out alive must mean you've struck some deal with them, probably to clear their bounties off. If I'm not mistaken, there's a holoboard around the city with Molech's name on it. The thing I don't understand is that he's got a lesser bounty on him than both of those men, so why pay off theirs and not his own? I'm assuming it has something to do with the deathsticks, he must think he'll have a new one on him too soon to worry about paying it off."
As the drinks arrived Adoniram plucked up his shot glass and swallowed it. "They smuggling for you now?" he asked.