Addy
It was clear that the Umbrian wasn't going to talk--not while he was sober, anyway.
"Two Respeni Supernovas, please," I said to the bartender. I had built up a fair amount of tolerance to Supernovas, especially since I'd started visiting the Endeavor's lounge with Vesper, our Respeni shrink, but they were almost impossible to find on Umbra. Did Umbra have any liquor? They must have--but they didn't import any from other planets, that I knew.
As the bartender mixed the drinks, I glanced at the Umbrian again. He had to be working for Astraea--how else would he have gotten here? The Umbrians weren't an advanced civilization, by any means--no interstellar travel, no fusion power...not even a real space program, if I was remembering correctly. But this Umbrian had hitched a ride--on Astraea's interceptor.
I pushed one of the Supernovas toward the Umbrian. "Drink up," I said, taking a sip of mine. He obviously didn't like the flirting (although I didn't blame him; after Astraea, I probably looked cartoonish) but a Supernova or two would do the trick, especially since the Umbrian wouldn't be used to Respeni liquor.
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