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Aemon Gremm: Sir, Beckett has arrived.
Dryden Vos: Good. Put this petar in my office. I might need it later.
Aemon Gremm: Nice foreshadowing, sir.
Jim: Meanwhile, outside, Beckett gave Chi’ra the lowdown.
Beckett: Don’t get used to the fancy party, kid. Only the fat loth-cats get this, not low-down scum like us.
Beckett: I’m getting a drink.
Chewbacca: I too shall avail myself of the free bar. What will you do, my good chum?
Chi’ra: I’m just going to mind my own business so nothing dramatic or unexpected happens.
Chi’ra: Because that happens when you least expect it, you know.
Chewbacca: Yes, I expected that.