The "Ambrosia" - Colonial Bar on Sabah Shipyard

[Arioch]

Lou walked out from the kitchen, and couldn't suppress the smile that came across his face. Knowing that it was always a risk to set up a new venture, especially one as such on a almost purely Colonial inhabited shipyard, the fact almost every night there was a decent sized crowd for just over 2 months now was something of a miracle. Lou knew that the Colonial boys would relish a place from some R&R, but never expected it to be this popular.

As Lou made the rounds, he noticed a familiar face sitting alone reviewing his datapad. "Welcome again lad! Good to see you again." Lou said with a smirk. "You boys are a welcome sight and to be frank, some great patrons. Ya know, hell with it. Second round is one me." He motioned to the bartender to clear the tab of the next drink.

Continuing on, he saw a newcomer at the bar, looking around to what Lou assumed was for a empty table. "Welcome to Ambrosia! I assume you're pretty new here. I make it a point to welcome new faces, and haven't seen you here before. " he said with a pat on the back. "Oh, where are my manners. My name is Lou Marcus. I'm the owner of Ambrosia. You need anything, just holler and either myself or one of my boys will help ya out. So, what brings you here this fine evenin'?"

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