Now my birthday shenanigans are over, it's time to push on with this. Next up: Citadel adventures!

I had a nice scan of the new galaxy map. Lots of locations for me to inspect. I resisted for now though and jumped straight to the Citadel. I was excited to see what had been done with the place after last time when it looked like a giant abandoned crack den.

A friendly Turian greeted us. He did a quick scan and pleasantly informed me I was actually dead. Only on the inside, mate. Apparently, corpses are banned from the Citadel. Damn right, they only stink up the place. This being the case some guy called Baileys had to lift my ban and I was back!

I spoke to Davina the AI computer first. She seemed keen on reporting everything that I said. Surely being a Spectre and a legend would garner a certain level of trust? Apparently not though. Also, it appears everyone hates humans. I kind of get that. I'm not massively keen on them myself. I had a good shifty around everywhere and did some not-so-subtle eavesdropping on people's conversations. Cheers for the tip theundeadhero, I activated some sidequest by listening to a couple of Krogan chatting about fish. I didn't check my journal though because I'm stupid. I'll do that later.

I went to the cafe next and there were some high grade provisions for sale. Hmmm, I thought. What are the chances that this is what my Normandy chef is after? I decided that it was worth the money and lo and behold, Special Ingredients sidequest was updated! I just need to find a few crates of scotch now so Doctor Chaka Khan can drink until she no longer feels feelings.

I also stopped by the souvenir shop and gave my verbal endorsement (see previous post) in order to get a store discount. If you can't use your legendary commander status to get cheap Citadel shot glasses and nipple mugs then what's the point?

I'm pretty sure there's loads more to do here but I'd booted this up at 1:30am on Saturday after my gig and a few glasses of Jack Daniels later and my eyes were going. I did go and visit the Council before stopping though to see my old pal Anderson and give him a Citadel fridge magnet. Turns out he's about as popular as a carbuncle on the anus. Udina Menzel (that prick from ME1) showed up and solidified this point. I decided to leave the politics to them. I much prefer going out and shooting things. Starting my fourth bourbon, I decided to stop there and watch a load of crap on Youtube instead.

Tune in next time when Shepard is kicked out of Chora's Den for exposing himself to a stripper.