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They say that ignorance is bliss. They're probably right. In spite of this fact, April O'Neil had wandered in and up to the bar, wrapped in copious layers of coat and sweater and scarf and hat, only her blue eyes and rather pink nose and cheeks visible until she began the tedious task of unwrapping herself.

"Large coffee, please, with- Oh, thank you. Perfect," she murmured to Bar, pulling off her gloves to clutch the warm mug that had appeared before her.

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"Oh? What is it this time? Chocolate cake?" she teased him with a slight chuckle, reaching for her coffee and taking a long sip.

"We have chocolate cake already. I'd say the market is pretty saturated with it, in fact.

"No, what I'm thinking about is very different. A friend of mine here and I have discussed the possibility of building bacta tanks in the Bar and then selling them at home.

"And before you ask, a bacta tank is a tank filled with a healing solution of special bacteria and nutrients. It's a vital part of medical care at home, but the Bar doesn't have one." There is in Lando's tone a small amount of serious thought that was missing from the ice cream project.

April licked a bit of coffee from her lips and peered back at him, brows furrowing in thought. "That's a submersion thing, right? Not, like, something you drink." She could have sworn there was one of those in one of the Star Wars movies.

"No, defitinely not. If you drink it, the bacta will likely throw your digestive tract off-kilter. I think the standard expression is 'for external use only'.

"But when used right, it can restore health in a matter of days, even hours. And with the war over, worlds and outposts that helpd off purchasing new tanks will be in the market again."

April nodded thoughtfully, one finger tapping against the curve of her coffee cup. "That sounds like a pretty good plan you've got. Getting into the market early. Have you started moving forward with this yet?"

"Not yet. I gave Amanda a rundown of what it would take to do this, but we need to find someone who can build the tanks, and can get the equipment here. And I want to make sure that this doesn't violate the No Buisness rule.

"Between you and me, April, that rule doesn't make too much sense, and I never can fidn out what it really means. And it makes us humble businessmen feel just a bit unwlecome." He grins, knowing that he is never unwelcome here.

April laughed, shaking her head at him. "I think maybe it has to do with some of the more... Hmm. Powerful clientele," she offered, and took a sip from her cup with a smirk. "But, for your sake, I hope it all works out."

"Oh, I'll find a way. I always have." He smiles the grin of very confident.

"And how have you been, April?"

"I've been pretty good. Spending some time at home, a bit in England with Sherlock. Trying to run a business and make up for lost time, although I do hate having to split my time like I do." April sighed, peering down into her cup. "But, hey, at least I'm able to see everyone, which I couldn't do before, so I really can't complain."

"England...Haven't had the chance to get there yet. Amanda offered to take me, but first I have to take her to see my galaxy. I'm afraid I don't know Sherlock, however. I he someone I should know?" Though Lando can guess, a little.

"It can be hard to be busy. I remember days at Cloud City when the place kept at me for hours at a time, and got in the way of even eating. At least the Bar can offer a repsite from that."

"Well, he's my boyfriend, but beyond that, and definitely less importantly-" April paused, smirking. "He's really famous where I come from. My Earth's most famous detective, actually. Sherlock Holmes. If you see a British guy skulking around here drinking a lot of tea, smoking and looking generally annoyed with life, that's probably him.

"And as for the bar being a relief, well, in some ways, yeah. But if you're talking about time stopping back home, that doesn't work for me, I'm afraid."

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