Cloth was just walking along Ahch-To(ot) being a twerpy lil' fool at night when she knelt in front of the only outhouse on the island, which all the island inhabitants have to use.
"Oh, Porcelain God, hear my prayer!"
Then Sloane got bored as hell while sitting on his big red toilet in his throne room and decided to connect Cloth to Gown again, knowing full well that Gowny was only wearing a towel.
Cloth turned around and saw what she thought was a god at first, but realized he was merely a prophet, just like the All-American Prophet Joseph Smith. She gasped.
"Benjamin Swolo, is that you?" Cloth asked. "Oops I mean I'd rather not do this now."
"Speak for yourself, Cloth, this is the highlight of my day."
"Can you please put on something more than that towel?"
"Oh, this isn't a towel, this is just a giant piece of tushy tissue. I need extra big rolls of toilet paper to wipe by tremendous tushy. Did you know that Charmin actually makes 128-ply toilet paper? I mean this is only half of that, but still."
"Did you get eight more posters of me since our last ForceTime call?"
"Eleven!" Gowny corrected. "I mean I don't have any posters! Shut up! I'm the prophet Benjamin Swolo, I can do whatever I want!"
"Why do you have that one general tied up in the back of your room?"
"He popped my blow-up doll of you," Gowny said. "I mean he committed treason. Same thing. Anyways, wanna bang?"
"Lmao no, boy u ugly," Cloth said. Just before she could see him cry into his golden tear bowl, Sloane ended the vision. "Just in time for me to finish praying to the Porcelain God, too."
Millions of miles away, Benjamin Swolo did a move he learned from his grandfather.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOO!1!" Gowny cried wimpily. "This is your fault, Grand Moff Tarkin - I mean Thomas McGregor - I mean Thomas Foolery! I'll pay for this!"
"I think you mean that I'll pay for this, idiot," McGregor said.
"What do you mean?" Gowny asked, getting out his pocket-copy of True But False. "It says right here the expression is 'I'll pay for this.'"
"Whatevs nerd."
Gowny called for his security, who he paid to Gown and talk like Cloth.
"Take Captain Solo to the Ass Chamber," Gowny told them. "I mean Thomas Foolery here."
"Okay love of my life," the Cloth-Trooper said, hating his life decisions while taking McGregor into custody towards the Ass Chamber.