Gatherings at the "Serviceability" bar

— Oh, what a woman, whaaaat a woman... - the tipsy young Chavok drawled loudly but falsely, looking towards the graceful blonde Hatekey, sitting at the table with his older brothers: a 30-year-old Colonial Marine officer with the impressive muscles of Dickson, looking around the bar with the gaze of a seasoned space wolf, a researcher at the Research Institute for Extraterrestrial Life Forms Expensivekey and a modest hard worker Yayagn. At the next table there was an arm wrestling match between two thugs: Mradpm and Glxjwrr. The fight was watched with a bored look by miniature Lizzy and Chavok's sister Bizzy. Bleeland the bartender - lanky and elderly - told everyone for the thousandth time about his flight to Uranus. The younger drones listened to him with their mouths open, while the older ones played cards for fuel (casinos on Copper-9 are prohibited everywhere except in a bar) or simply drank alcohol (the law is the same). The Little Black Cube of Darkness placed 300 fuel cells on the queen and now whispered his famous words into his opponent’s ear: "Unintelligible Latin". Aliward Hocia was already quietly snoring under the table, having bet the terrifying-looking Zallat Lunpre "Through the Horizon" in the game "Who will drink more." At the other end of the hall sat the company of Bry-M and P-M, together recalling their famous battles. The thousand-year-old Esnali March and the Golden Mars Rumppphreys started their endless argument about who is the fastest in the Galaxy. — I’m so tired of all this... - Lizzy complained to her best friend Bizzy. -Should we leave here? — Where? - Bizzy grinned - do you know places where it’s not like here? — Well, for example, the Maps cafe, - suggested Lizzy, - they have bloody cocktails there, and they have funny nightmares. Especially men... — Are you talking about B-ri’An? Come on... — Well then Djacks... — Especially... — Or maybe we’ll go to “Amazing”? - Lizzy did not despair - or in “Street of Broken Lanterns”? — After Soap-Nibbler scratched my face, and the rabid Eater of Poor Dolls Eater turned me into a cactus for a month? - Bizzy asked coldly - No, excuse me...