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Imperial Officers' Club
by
Ian Brazee-Cannon
Motti- Aliens and females, they will make anyone an Imperial Officer now days. |
Motti- And to think Tarkin seems to like her better than me. Piett- They're coming this way |
Tarkin- I would like you to meet Admiral Daala. Please show her around Motti- Sure |
Motti- So how did a cute chick like you get promoted so fast? Hard work? Daala- Excuse me? |
Motti- And what is with this hair? You must be good to Tarkin to be able to get away with keeping it long. |
Daala- I don't think I like what you are implying. Besides, the hair has its' uses. |
Vader- Excuse me. Daala- Yes? Vader- That's my job. |
Daala- I'm sorry Lord Vader. It won't happen again. |
Motti- What was that? Thrawn- My pet is hungry. I better feed him before he gets angry. |
Motti- That little guy made all that noise? Thrawn- He's not my pet, he's my good luck charm. |
Motti- Oh, this can't be good. |
Motti- Ieeeeeeee... Thrawn- Normally he's pickier about what he eats. |
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