"What did you call me?" he roared, really playing it up for the crowd.
	"You heard me," I said. "And don't get me started on this overgrown Ewok you keep around."
	Then Solo threw a punch, and it went - crack - right on my chin.
	"Hey, I whispered, "remember this is acting."
	"Gotta make it look good," said Solo with a grin. "Anyway, this is the first time I've enjoyed myself all day.
	So I gave him a shove, and he shoved me into the Wookie, and the Wookie tossed me at a table, and I got up and shoved Solo into another table. Maybe I shoved a little too hard, because he collapsed the entire table and sent a plate of glowblue noodles and chav flying over a group of Pakiphantos. Do you know the Pakiphantos? Well, it seems hat they are not a good species to anger. And these, I could tell, were angry, because their big ears all flapped out wide on the sides of their heads, like big angry fans. And they rose from the table, knocking it over, and they lifted their trunks in the air and trumpeted loudly.
	And one of them hauled Solo to his feet and sent him flying back into me. And like that, I was crashing into the Girgoran, which was just what I wanted to do. Although I guess maybe I didn't expect to get so many bruises doing it.

- Chapter 4, Page 83-84