Although Lex had not meant that as a serious response, it gave the others pause. It seemed like bureaucracy was a problem regardless of country, planet or race.
"Jokes aside, the Treehouse tavern is not like any other," Lex said, deciding to skip his amazing jokes. It wouldn't be funny if those who he was speaking to couldn't understand them to begin with.
"The Treehouse tavern is associated with the Midnight Inn, and as such travels from planet to planet, every so often. Even I cannot predict when the Treehouse will go to another planet, so don't miss out, and enjoy it while it lasts."
"You're from another planet?" Freman asked, for some reason surprised by that fact more than any other. "The Empire will not like that. They like to strictly control access to and from the planet. Perhaps you should hide the tree, and not display it so blatantly. Such a treasure should be protected, not exposed to the dangers of the Arra-kiss."
