Meanwhile, Rush Clovis sat in a chair at a bar, upset that Padme rejected his marriage proposal earlier. All that work he'd placed into planning the wedding to occur right after Padme would have accepted, only to be thrown out the door and covered in mud.
And now, Clovis was drinking.
"Who does she think she is?" Clovis whined after another chug of beer. "That girl has tangled with the wrong man! No one says no to Rush Clovis!"
"You are correct, my boy." Dod said
"Dismissed! Rejected, publicly humiliated." Clovis threw his last cup into the fireplace. "Why, it's more than I can bear"
"More beer?"
"What for? Nothing helps, I'm disgraced."
Clovis sunk himself down into his chair.
"Who? you, never Clovis." He pulled the man to sit up. "You've got to pull yourself together
Gosh it disturbs me to see you, Clovis
Looking so down in the dumps
Every guy here'd love to be you, Clovis
Even when taking your lumps
There's no man in town as admired as you
You're everyone's favorite guy
Dod turned the chair as other men, as well as Clovis' female admirers, admired him.
Everyone's awed and inspired by you
And it's not very hard to see why
The three girls sighed dreamily as they surrounded Clovis.
No one's slick as Clovis
No one's quick as Clovis
No one's neck's as incredibly thick as Clovis
For there's no man in town half as manly
Perfect, a pure paragon
You can ask any Tom, Dick or Stanley
And they'll tell you whose team they prefer to be on
No one's been like Clovis
A king pin like Clovis
Men: No one's got a swell cleft in his chin like Clovis
Clovis: As a specimen, yes, I'm intimidating
Men: My, what a guy, that Clovis
Give five hurrahs
Give twelve hip-hips
Dod: Clovis is the best
And the rest is all drips
Everyone: No one fights like Clovis
Douses lights like Clovis
Clovis showed off his skills, fighting one guy.
Guy: In a wrestling match nobody bites like Clovis
Girls: For there's no one as burly and brawny
Clovi removed his jacket to show off his muscles, which made at least one girl faint with delight.
Clovis: As you see I've got biceps to spare
Dod: Not a bit of him's scraggly or scrawny
Clovis: That's right
And every last inch of me's covered with hair
Men: No one hits like Clovis
Matches wits like Clovis
Dod: In a spitting match nobody spits like Clovis
Clovis: I'm especially good at expectorating (Ptooey)
Men: Ten points for Clovis!
Clovis: When I was a lad, I ate four dozen eggs
Every morning to help me get large
And now that I'm grown, I eat five dozen eggs
So I'm roughly the size of a barge
Men: No one shoots like Clovis
Makes those beauts like Clovis
Dod: Then goes tromping around wearing boots like Clovis
Clovis: I use antlers in all of my decorating
Men: Say it again
Who's a man among men
And then say it once more
Who's the hero next door
Who's a super success
Don't you know? Can't you guess?
Ask his fans and his five hangers-on
There's just one guy in town who's got all of it down
And his name's C-L-O-V
That was when Padme's parents came in as rain started to flow again.
"Ruwee, Jobal." said a bar patron. "You're back awfully early."
"Where's your little lady?" said another.
"Padme... she's..." Ruwee felt worried saying anything.
"She's being kept in a castle." Jobal said.
"What was that?" Clovis said. "Who's keeping in a castle?"
"Some monstrous figures!" Ruwee said. "He claimed he wouldn't harm her, but he was terrifying, and they have Caroline too! One of them was like a human griffin, and another had the face of a snake. And their leader... I think he was a Sith Lord."
People froze for a bit. Everyone thought Sith Lords were just a legend used to scare bad children into behaving themselves.
In the legends, Sith Lords lured children with various temptations, to which if the bad child gave in, they would be severely punished for their lack of discipline.
But, the bar just laughed at him then and there.
"Sith Lords aren't real, Ruwee." laughed one patron.
"But it's true." Jobal said. "We saw them, and Padme traded herself so they would let us leave their castle."
But everyone thought the Naberries were crazy. Jobal grabbed her husband and began walking him out.
"Come on, Ruwee." Jobal said. "Let's leave these drunk hooligans to their antics."
And Jobal slammed the door on the way out.
"Crazy Naberries...?" Clovis said.
That was when Clovis had an idea. It was no question that Padme's parents were growing older, and although they sounded truthful, the things they were saying sounded rather nuts. And he whispered a plan to Dod.
Jobal got her husband home and into a chair to rest.
Armorous shook himself dry, and Jobal placed a blanket over him and one over Ruwee as well.
"It's okay, Honey." Jobal said. "Padme is a strong woman. She will be fine. All we can do now is hope."
