“The Restaurant at the End of the Galaxy,” said Jue approaching Skoti. “It’s called Milliways, and it’s super tight. You’ve probably never heard of it.” He started flapping his arms around weirdly.

“Um uh, let’s just go find our people,” said Skoti, entering. Jue followed him.

“Oh wow!” said Skoti. Jue looked at him.

“What is it?” Jue asked, expecting a stupid comment.

“Jue, how much do Twi`lek sell for these days?” said Skoti, grinning evilly.

“Dude that’s a jedi. There’s no way we can contain her… but the profit from a jedi Twi`lek would be even more than a regular one!” Jue exclaimed, proud that Skoti gained some common sense. “Okay here’s the plan. We lure her away from the table and then drug her wit-SKOTI!”

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“I have some candy in my ship, want to come have some?” asked Skoti to the Twi`lek. She giggled.

“Depends…” she said, flirtatiously. Skoti winked at Jue as they exited the restaurant.

“I can’t believe that worked,” muttered Jue. He waited until the Mirialan had gone to go talk quantum physics with some other Mirialans. Now was his chance. He positioned his gun and fired a tranq bullet.

“Yes!” he said as she slumped over. He scooped her up off the ground and moved to outside the restaurant. “This was too easy. What could go wrong?” Jue head some giggling as he exited the restaurant, but it sooned turned to screaming.

“HELP!” yelled Skoti as he got kicked unconscious in the face.

“That’s what you get for lying to me, scumbag!” yelled the Twi`lek, kicking Skoti in the ribcage. Panicking, Jue pressed the close button on his keys. The door of the ship swung down and clobbered the Twi`lek in the head. Blue blood oozed out.

“Oh shi-” started Jue as he rushed over. “I hope I didn’t kill her!” He bent down to check out her injuries.

“Why do I have Skoti’s keys,” he muttered to himself. He shrugged and reopened the ship.

“Darth Vaita, we have your goods,” he said over a transmission.