For Jemma
[OOC: From here.]
Tahno's door leads back to his apartment, which is as large and lushly decorated as his rooms in the bar. He has a thing for plants, apparently, as there's a touch of greenery in each room, as well as sources of water. Miniature fountains burble in the common rooms and at the end of the hall.
"Well, here we are," Tahno drawls, gesturing around the rooms. "But we should really head to Narook's Noodlery. That's where the party starts."
Tahno's door leads back to his apartment, which is as large and lushly decorated as his rooms in the bar. He has a thing for plants, apparently, as there's a touch of greenery in each room, as well as sources of water. Miniature fountains burble in the common rooms and at the end of the hall.
"Well, here we are," Tahno drawls, gesturing around the rooms. "But we should really head to Narook's Noodlery. That's where the party starts."

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"No one 'settles' for you, Tahno," Shaozu says, and then looks back to his noodles.
Tahno claps him on the shoulder. "Damn right, and don't let me forget it."
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The moment breaks, and he stands up from the table. "Ya ready to blow this joint?" he asks Jemma, and then winks at the other members of the Wolfbats. "Hold down the fort for me, mmkay?"
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Whew.
"What? Um." She shakes her head to clear the cobwebs. "Yes, that does sound... yes. It really was lovely to meet you all."
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"See ya, guys," Tahno drawls, offering his arm to Jemma.
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She does wonder if it's like this for fans of movie stars.