"If it's on offer."

"For an appropriately appreciative audience, it is."

"I can be very appreciative."

"Then prepare to be amazed."

Ceru comes from a good Corellian family, apparently, but she liked flying more than society parties so she left home just shy of the age of majority and joined a merchant freighter. Then they got ambushed by pirates and Ceru had to escape from the pirate base, which she did by conning one of them into calling the sector patrol and stealing one of their ships in the ensuing chaos.

Fantosme does, in fact, find her account rather fascinating! And she definitely likes and appreciates clever, resourceful girls. 

Oh, good.

Though Ceru might want more direct evidence of her appreciation...

Maybe not in the main bar area...

She's alright retreating to somewhere more private. 

Ceru would like to see her ship.

She's an exceptionally lovely ship, with a lot of custom work - Fantosme is more than happy to show her off. 

"And you fly her solo? Impressive."

"I'm a talented woman."

"What's she named?"

"The Millennium Nexuha." She'd only slightly renamed the ship.

Giggle! "Oh, I like that name."

"I picked it myself."

"Good taste. My girl's the Stareyed."

"Seems our good taste matches."

"You bet it does."

"In more ways than one."

Ceru leans over invitingly. "Wanna prove it?"

She leans in as well, stepping closer to Ceru until she's looming over the younger woman a little. "With pleasure."

Kiss!

Kiss!!!

(Ceru is probably better at this than her, but Fantosme isn't letting that stop her.)