Kandy had sent the drunk Gain fellow off with one of her cohorts, to make sure he at least reached his ship. She had spent the rest of her time watching the group at the far table.
"Not the right time or place for business." She thought to herself.
She motioned her empty glass toward the bartender. He understood she would need another. She would have a "penultima", and call it a night.
She watched a couple get up from the table she had been keeping an eye on, and head out to the club lobby. The bartender came back with her drink. She tossed credits on the bar worth 5 times the amount of the drink and picked up her glass.
The bartender raised an eyebrow and gave her a nod. As he went to reach for the credits, she grabbed his hand and he looked up at her. "That guy that was at the end table, just left, he is important around here uh?" she asked.
"Yep...President." he said. She let go of his hand, and he took the credits off the bar.
"Really?...well, he is probably about to get a venereal."
He laughed and said , "Would not be first time" and walked off. She turned around, took a sip of her drink and continued scanning the club any interesting opportunities she could turn into hard credits.