The bartender droid has produces a rag from beneath the bar and is industriously cleaning up the spilled drink, tugging at the motionless Devaronian's collar in an attempt to move him. The droid picks up the mug with one of it's free arms and fills it again from the tank behind it, then swivels and places it before Yuri.
"No charge. Spilled drinks - bbbzzz - are refilled on the house." The droid turns it's glowing azure photoreceptors to Ragak's limp form, still draped over the top of the bar. "At least in this case. Master Duaheen, perhaps - bzzzz - you could remove this being? He is obstructing my attempts at cleaning."