Sunny slides the lighter over to Logan across the table and takes the last puff of the weed, blowing it to the side as it then rises in the air and quickly disperses into the air vents above. He sips from his whiskey again as he looks over and sees Steven walk in and nods back his 'hello' with a smirk. He had overheard what they were saying and just laughs. "Logan. You just won all those races 'cuz you got off easy and no one bothered to focus their CDs on you. Anyways, both of you better have your scanners working. That'd all I gotta say." He grins and was turning to lean against the table to get a little comfortable when he notices another person walking in with the load music trailing behind them from the night club, a familiar face as well...
If he hand not talked to her up close and looked into her cockpit as they talked he wouldn't have recognized her, from the little that he saw, but it was enough. As he sees her catch a glimpse of him and then walk towards him and sits up a bit and gets off the stool to greet her.
"Flora, is it?" He says as she gets closer. "I was wondering if you'd ever show up from Bretonia. Starting to look around a bit more then?"
He sits back down to where he was sitting and offers her the seat next to their group. "You seem a bit uneasy." He smirks. "Long trip I suspect? Hope you didn't have -too- much trouble finding you way to the base. Though if it was too easy then I'd be a bit worried."
He looks over at Logan hearing his comment and smirks. "Logan, Steven. This 'pretty woman' here is Flora."