One beat-up Romulan scout ship arrives at an unnamed and best-forgotten planet.
T'Bonz staggers into Harry's Bar - bleary-eyed, and well after noon (is morning that time when the glowy-thing in the sky is out?). Her head is pounding from yesterday's party on another unnamed backwaters planet.
"What, this place is still around? I heard it but I couldn't believe it. It's been years."
"Ah, Revdkathy.....and WAIT...that SCURVY PIRATE GOT HERE BEFORE I DID?!!"
"Somehow, that doesn't surprise me."
**Looks around again and sees a bunch of newbies**
**lobs an empty ale bottle in their general direction.**
Vah-udt lloann'na veruuls!