Jeck sits quietly, looking at his glass. "Sorry. Nevermind. Just that there's some folks out in this galaxy that I'd really like to see... well.... no longer in this galaxy." He takes a deep breath, and says, trying to change the subject, "so. What's your story. Why is a Jedi--I'm assuming you are, in fact, a Jedi--hanging out in this dump?"
"Hey," Welmin protests as he pours another patron a drink.
"The Sith always tell the truth. The Jedi lie on every convenience. Odd."