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Post by Mallina Cashell on Jan 14, 2007 17:37:24 GMT -5
"Greetings, achuta, jettoz, shakal, m'um m'aloo, Whyaaa. Welcome to the Chancellor's. May I take you to a seat?" said the waiter that met them when they entered the Chanccellor's. The waiter had good accents in basic, huttese, bocce, hapan, jawaese, and even shyriiwook. "Thank you sir, we would like a non-spice section seat," replied Mallina. "Can do, ma'am!" The waiter led them away.
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Post by Mallina Cashell on Feb 28, 2007 17:47:15 GMT -5
"Goodbye, Mee jewz ku, Koo-Loozi, Mianal, Ugama, yuow. Thank you for coming to the Chancellor's, please cone again," said the waiter as he led them to the door. "Thank you, sir, we had a wonderful time," replied Mallina. She and Delindia stepped into an air taxi and sped away.
(OOC: Can there be an air taxi for public use?)
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