REPUBLIC HQ, OFFICE OF ADMIRAL CARTH ONASI, 16:15
"A wise strategy," Carth told Atton. "In fact, it might be a more prudent one if we go to Mr. Skelch's office to give him a preliminary interview first, to see what he thinks of his wife's campaigning and how he's going to help her win the next Coruscanti election--which is coming up very soon." He took a long sip of his caf. "All right, it's time to blow this fruitstick stand. Who's coming with me besides Atton?" He stood up. "Follow me to the main transport hub of the HQ. My own personal speeder's waiting there." He strode out of his office.
ABOARD THE MILLENNIAL, SKIES ABOVE CORUSCANT, 16:15
"Cook?" Suddenly, the mention of that word made Perdante's stomach grumble. She had completely forgotten how hungry she was in the middle of all the commotion--what with meeting the other crew members and captain of the Millennial and getting ready for launch! Launch...lunch...yum! "If you please, Melany, could you see if there are any frozen fruitsticks in the commissary?" Frozen fruitsticks used to be called "popsicles" in ancient times.