"If you must know, my buddy Han told me you were in need of a little guidance," Kyp groaned, still holding his head. "That's the last time I take his advice!"

Brodey chuckled softly, finally realizing what Han had been up to. "You're Han's friend too, huh? You do realize he just played you for a fool, right?"

"I don't follow you," Kyp replied, looking thoroughly confused.

"Han told me to give you hell if you ever bothered me," Brodey said, laughing even harder. "And he told you to bother me! He wanted you to get beat up!"

Kyp shook his head in disbelief, a dazed half smile appearing on his face. "Jaina, don't be surprised by my behavior the next time we go see your Dad."

"Maybe he just realizes you need a good smacking around sometimes," Brodey suggested, earning a dirty look from Kyp.

"Maybe you should keep your mouth shut sometimes. Have you ever thought about that?" Kyp snapped back.

Jaina stood between the both of them and pushed them back, just to remind them of her presence. "Boys, maybe we should exit the playpen and start discussing things in a mature manner?"

"I think that's a good idea, Jaina," Kyp agreed.

"Kiss up," Taunted Brodey.

"You shut up!" Kyp growled. "Jaina, give him the speech before I kill him."

Jaina crossed her arms in front of her chest and began. "In case you haven't noticed, Lieutenant, you're now without a squadron. You've also demonstrated dark side powers for everyone in this cantina. I'd say you were in a lot of trouble right now. However, there is a simple way to make things better and get out of all of this."

"I could kill him," Brodey commented. "That would at least make things better."

"Shut up," She said frigidly. "The only way out of this mess is if you join Twin Suns Squadron. You'd be a good addition to the team."

"Me, join Health Spa Squadron?" Brodey scoffed. "Only if you let me maim Kyp every day."

"Like I said Lieutenant, you don't have much of a choice," Jaina replied. "Either you join us or we turn you over to the Vong."

"You really do take after your father," Brodey said, shaking his head. "Fine, I'll agree to this for Han's sake."

"Good," Jaina said, nodding back at him. "Party's over! Get back to your drinking!" She yelled and everyone turned back around except for a few pilots wearing jumpsuits that matched hers and Kyp's. They all appeared happy to have a new pilot. All but one.

"Do you really think this is a good idea?" A young man with short dark hair asked as he sided up next to her when she walked by. "You saw him. He's like a loose canon!"

"Yes Colonel, I do believe this is a good idea," She said dryly, without any sign of emotion. The dark haired man looked warily at Brodey, who stared right back, the corner of his mouth curling upward in contempt. "Time to head out."

"Vapin' Vong," Wes cussed as he watched them leave. "That guy had more than a few screws loose."

He jumped back as the ale mug in his hand shattered, spilling his beverage in all directions. He turned sharply toward the door, meeting eyes briefly with Brodey. The youth threw a sinister grin back at him and Wes gulped.

"Like I said, a really nice, funny guy," He groaned and then asked the bartender for a new mug.