Beru had warned her of 'bad man'. They were usually from off planet, hiding from their past and who worked as hired help, for it was easy money and Anchorhead farmers always paid under the table. But they always ended up breaking "girls like you hearts." Beru warned.

Leia got that sense the moment the Captain of the ship came into eyesight. She couldn't pinpoint an age, but she knew he was older than her, enough that his age would have caused a raised eyebrow from Owen. He wore a long white sleeve shirt, with a black vest over it, blue pants with a red stripe going down the side, with black boots that ended just under the knees. Not that Leia was looking. He adjusted his utility belt before sliding into the booth, a gun attached to it that caught Leia's attention. 'Owen wouldn't like you at all," she thought.

"Han Solo, Captain of the Millennium Falcon." He said with a tone that suggested he and the ship were one of the same. 'Beru would chase you off the farm herself.' Leia thought to herself.

They sat in a booth hidden behind the bandstand. The band played loud exotic music, the types of which Leia wondered if they ever played at those long ago dances Achorhead held before The Empire. She looked at Han, who was whispering something to Chewie. He looked like he would know how to dance.

She looked down when Han looked at her, suddenly nervous. "I saw a bit of that bar fight. Not bad Princess." He looked over at Ben. "You're not bad yourself old man. I don't see many laser swords this side of the galaxy, but you were handy."

Ben didn't replied, his poker face full on. He lifted his head with authority towards Han, who smirked and spoke,"Chewie tells me you're looking for a ship to Alderann."

"Yes. If it's a fast ship." Ben replied with a curt tone.

"Fast ship?" Han said it if Ben had personally insulted him. "This ship, made the Kessel run under twelve parsecs."

"Bullshit." Leia snarled. Growing up, Owen had taught her two things: to shoot, and to call out bullshit when you saw it.

Ben calmly held his hand to silence her. "Should I?" he asked in a amused tone.

Han smiles. Leia sensed he was cocky yet nervous. Obviously this sales pitch has worked on weaker minds, ones that don't sense the bullshit. 'he's going to get me killed' Leia thinks and looks at Ben.

"I've outrun Imperial ships. Not just your basic bulk cruiser, you know, the local type. I'm talking about the dam Corellian ones. The life-force of the Empire."

He takes a sip and looks back at Ben. "yeh she's fast enough. What's the cargo?"

"Myself, the girl, two droids. No cargo and no questions." Ben directs, as though its suddenly turned into a hostage negotiation.

"Oh, some…" Leia felt Han's gaze as he fully became aware of her body. He was probably mentally guessing how old she was; probably thinking she was about sixteen at best. She hated when people thought she was younger than she was. "Local trouble?"

"He said no questions, Captain." Leia snarled. Why was she being so mean to him?

"I just need to know if there's a chance of me getting boarded, that's all Princess." He said, a sudden tone coming across in his voice. Leia felt her blood boiling.

"Lets agree that any entanglements with the Empire is something we want to avoid." Ben said in a soothing tone.

Han furrowed his brow. "Well, while I agree with you, I'm trying to make a living here so…" he paused. "It's going to cost extra. Ten thousand, all in advance."

"Ten thousand?" Leia was furious. She heard of former classmates who managed to get off planet for less. Even her speeder cost three thousand used, with another two going towards repairs to get back to functional status. "We could buy our ship for that!"

"But who will fly it, you Princess?" Han huffed. Leia wondered whatever powers she had in her was enough to make his head explode. She wasn't going to get ripped off like that, not for this mission. She had already lost everything today; she wasn't going to get ripped off to some scumbag.

"I'm probably a better pilot than you." Leia stared at him. "If you really were the best pilot in the galaxy you'd be in one of the fancier systems working for the Empire not against it."

Leia stood up, "come on, we don't have to listen-"

Without saying anything, Ben grabbed her buy the coat and pulled her back into her seat with a big thud.

"We don't have that much on us at the moment but…get us to Alderaan by the end of the week and there will be fifteen waiting for you."

"Seventeen you say?" Han stroke his nonexistent beard as he thought on the deal, leaving both Leia and Ben hanging. Leia looked towards Ben, who seemed confident in his offer.

"You got yourself a ship. We'll leave when you're ready. Docking bay ninety four."

"Ninety four." Ben said in his usual calm voice. It was only then that Leia realized that Ben might have thought the smuggler would have rejected the deal instead of accepting it. Saying the number of the docking bay out loud was his way of confirming to himself that this was actually happening, they were getting off the planet.

Han peered over the two of them. Leia suddenly realized that while the booth might have seemed hidden, it was always in sight of the bar.

"Looks like your handy-craft caught some attention."

Leia and Ben turned and saw four stormtroopers. Two of them were examing the body of the creature Ben had dismembered less than a hour before. The other two were talking to the bartender, who was more than happy to tell them which booth they were in. Ben nodded towards Han and grabbed Leia, slipping through the crowd of people, pulling her through the backdoor and out onto the street behind the cantina. Leia pulled the hood on her cloak up, as though that might help. The two paused for a moment, allowing for their breath to catch up with them. "Ben, i…"

Ben shook his head. "Your father's spirit lives on in you. Your mother would have been much calmer. She wouldn't have been Queen otherwise."

"W-" Leia approached Ben, unsure of what he just said. "My mother was a Queen?"

Ben nodded. "That's how I met her. I was sent to help out with some…negotiations. But, that is a story for another time, I'm afraid."

Ben directed her back towards the front, to where the droids were. "I'm afraid we'll have to sell your speeder."

Leia nodded. "I have some dresses and some of Beru's jewelry. I figured we can get a good price for some of it." She sighed, heavily. "Besides, it's not like I'm coming back anytime soon."