LUKE: Look at him. He’s headed for that small moon.
HAN: I think I can get him before he gets there... he’s almost in range.
The small moon begins to take on the appearance of a monstrous spherical battle station.
BEN: That’s no moon! It’s a space station.
HAN: It’s too big to be a space station.
LUKE: I have a very bad feeling about this.
HAN: Yeah, I think your right. Full reverse! Chewie, lock in the auxiliary power.
It has come to our attention this used to be a prehistoric farmer's market with incredibly poor accuracy in monitoring astronomical movements, not to mention dry cleaning bills are just out of this world, so without further delay, our next monthly lodge meeting will convene by teleconference at universetoday.com....that is all.
