York leaned back in turn, letting out a breath, and she shook her head. "Yeah, uh, you've definitely got an odor about you. I promise you, booze is not gonna fix that."

Honestly, after a couple of days of this, the bar was starting to get a little dank. This might not have been one of Davrax's greatest ideas. Then again, maybe krogan didn't have an especially sharp sense of smell.

If this kid thought whining and cajoling was going to convince York he was legal, he had be joking, right? Man, of all the bars for the kids on the station to try and swindle booze out of, why did it have to be her bar? York had to admit, the kid did a pretty convincing puppy face, but she didn't look all that impressed.

"How old are you supposed to be, anyway?"