Dave was rather tall, about a couple inches higher than Kaz and about a foot taller than Tam. The scar wasn't as emphasized, but it was still there. He was wearing fancy clothes, but with a simple gold broach.
"I insist you keep it down. Unless you want us to be caught." He sighed in his thick accent.
"Yep." Kaz squeaked. "Being caught would be bad."
"This way. And do try to keep it down."
He led them through the flow of traffic and into a large room, which was packed with people. Tam saw Kaz glance at a tray of creamy chocolates with longing.
"Aren't we supposed to be getting farther away from people?" Tam questioned.
The mysterious Dave chuckled. "You have really never don't this before." He tilted his head at her, his montrals following. "Things like this are to be handled lightly. But don't be suspicious. And it's also harder to eavesdrop when there is so much going on."
Tam silently noted that.
"Alright." Dave sighed again, handing them a datarod. "There's your intel. Now I suggest you stay and enjoy the party."
"That's it?" Kaz blurted.
Tam shrugged. "You did say swap numbers."
Kaz grumbled as he turned back to look at the torgurta. "I- hey, where did he go?"
Tam looked up and saw no Dave. "Looks like he vanished."
The taller pilot frowned. "Well I'm going to do what he suggested. I'm going to enjoy all of this food." He grabbed about three cheese looking things off the passing plates and stuffed them in his mouth.
She rolled her eyes.
"What?" He said, his mouth full.
Tam took a page out of Dave's book and sighed.
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Tam now understood why Kaz didn't like dinner parties. They were incredibly boring.
"Oh you would love formal dinner parties." Kaz teased. "All you do is sit and watch people talk."
"This is informal?"
"Sort of." He shrugged. "Normal dinner parties are with smaller crowds, and you just dine. It's way too crowded, and people are dancing."
He nodded towards the middle of the room, where people were elegantly spinning.
She looked back at him. "Do you know how to dance?"
Kaz smiled shyly. "Ya. My father didn't really care for it, but my mother insisted."
Tam grinned. "I can't wait to tell Neeku."
"Haha." He rolled his eyes. "Do you know how to dance?"
Tam looked away. "No."
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