One of the rare chances I had to gaze at my homeworld and I blew it by
worrying about Baka. -Elibex's Diary

"He's been gone since he saw their ship lift off!" Elibex paced again to the far side of the room. "What kind of mischief is he up to?" she asked, more to herself than anyone else.

Prat finally met her suspicious gaze. "I'm sorry I promised Baka I wouldn't tell. It's nothing he shouldn't be doing."

"Yeah, it's probably nothing he should be doing." A nearby sliding noise caught their attention and they listened for a moment before Elibex rushed out the door, followed by a calmer Tatooinian. There, they were greeted by the subject of their conversation who was pushing a large box up the boarding ramp.

"Baka!" Elibex scolded. "Where have you been?"

He stopped and gave her his most pitiful, defenseless "who, me" look. "Just. shopping." Looking back at the heavy load, he resumed struggling with the awkward box.

Making sure he was inside, she shut the ramp and stomped off, muttering, "Where is there to shop? It's a refueling station!"

Baka stood and stared at the remaining night shift crew member. "Prat, old buddy, pal, best friend in the galaxy." he began, a grin spreading across his furry face, causing the other to wince. "Would you be so kind as to help me get this to our room?"

His worst fears not realized, Prat merrily grabbed one end of the box and together, they managed to heave it into the pink room.