"I'll spare you the entire tragic backstory, but we weren't actually family, as he was always quick to point out. I was a bastard they found too late to openly disown without an excuse, but too early to ever love." So really, he'd been helping them.

No, not really, he was happy to make their lives hell just by the sheer fact that he was out of jail now. "I'm sure that technicality makes it righteous and proper, doesn't it?" He didn't like talking about this, and so the encroaching sensation of the club was a welcome distraction. He could feel the people inside just as clearly as he could hear the bass that was filtering out through the door. It was absolutely blaring emotions and passion.

And if the Jedi was paying attention to his senses, he'd feel it too. "I think I like this place," he declared, as they approached the massive herglic bouncer.

"No weapons," the bouncer grunted. That was adorable, and absolutely was not going to stand in his way.

"We're harmless," he said, vaguely waving a hand in their direction as he fished out a credit chip from a pocket of his robes.

"Yeah," the bouncer said, taking the chip. "You're harmless. Go on through."

Look, if he was going to mind trick the poor thing, he could at the very least make it look like a bribe instead.