Andorra leapt into the speeder with a quick spring, and it wasn't long before she and Doctor Pradhes were sailing through the space-lanes with expert ease.
"Wow," the Avalonian muttered, most certainly impressed. "Whenever I pilot a speeder, I maneuver like a drunken Trandoshan! It's my nervousness, bad depth perception, and lightning-quick but mistimed reactions to the piloting of others. Where did you learn to fly like that? It probably wasn't in medical school."
She giggled. The lights of Coruscant shimmered and blurred before their eyes.