After (and during) a hard day’s work in zero g, meeting up with friends across the galaxy is a perfect way to end your shift.

From pan-galactic plague lockdowns to pan-galactic gargle blasters, every sector of the known galaxy meets here to celebrate, hug, fight, complain, marry, divorce, and to chill like Zero Kelvin. Lived-in dive bars, bougie avant-garde declarations, or sub-orbital nooks, this galaxy has it all.