[ wowowowow. does he talk about the force like that? ( yes. )
wearing an expression that would have stood the rest of luke's hair on end if it could, han takes an angry sip. luke's wrong about the whiskey, but he's right that things have gotten hairy even by han's standards. so he's pissed off a few people in the galaxy. it takes a special kind of coward to go after a man relaxing in a bar.
he's begun to worry a stray shot might hit the glass or worse the bottle. and okay, he'll be really mad if luke gets shot because some trigger-happy sleemo can't aim for the broad side of a star destroyer. throwing his head back, he drains the glass. after stoppering it, han tucks the bottle inside his vest. the empty glass goes flying to his left. as the blaster fire is drawn to the brief flash of light in the mostly dark establishment, han dives to the right and squeezes off two shots of his own. one of their assailants dives behind cover in time; the other is flattened out by the blast. ]
Get to the door, kid! I'll cover you! --Hey! [ before luke can run off, han is shoving the bottle into his arms. ] Not a spilled drop!
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wearing an expression that would have stood the rest of luke's hair on end if it could, han takes an angry sip. luke's wrong about the whiskey, but he's right that things have gotten hairy even by han's standards. so he's pissed off a few people in the galaxy. it takes a special kind of coward to go after a man relaxing in a bar.
he's begun to worry a stray shot might hit the glass or worse the bottle. and okay, he'll be really mad if luke gets shot because some trigger-happy sleemo can't aim for the broad side of a star destroyer. throwing his head back, he drains the glass. after stoppering it, han tucks the bottle inside his vest. the empty glass goes flying to his left. as the blaster fire is drawn to the brief flash of light in the mostly dark establishment, han dives to the right and squeezes off two shots of his own. one of their assailants dives behind cover in time; the other is flattened out by the blast. ]
Get to the door, kid! I'll cover you! --Hey! [ before luke can run off, han is shoving the bottle into his arms. ] Not a spilled drop!