A young Kusarian woman entered the bar walking in a very girly fashion but without staring at anyone or even glancing at the decoration. Her eyes stared at the bartender at some point, and she headed that way. Putting a hundred thousand chip on the bar, she said with a seductive voice:
Honey, get me the owner of this establishment please.
And closing the distance between her face and the bartender's, she added:
I would also love you to pour me a glass of your best red Gallic wine. Then she added two 100k chips more.