When the princess returned, Han barely noticed.
Others welcomed her back. Not him.
She'd changed her hairstyle.
On day two, Han bolted during her scouting mission presentation at the weekly meeting.
She'd glared at him when he left,
On day three, she'd passed him in the hangar, but he was too preoccupied talking to Wedge to notice her.
She'd changed lipstick colors.
On day four, Leia walked past his lunch table, and Han's willpower finally wilted.
"Princessness," he called boisterously. "Nice presentation the other day."
"You wouldn't know," she answered coolly.
After their tiny exchange, Han whistled all the way back to the Falcon.
She had been wearing new perfume.