Fixer: boss, I have some news,

Boss: tell me,

Fixer: scorch is… dead.

Boss: is this some kind joke? Some sick joke!?

Fixer: no, he’s dead.

Boss: I’m done,

Fixer: what?

Boss: I’m gonna start another war, I’m done, first the republic with sev and now the empire with scorch, I’m done!

Fixer: I know that but we can’t do something crazy like you’re suggesting. I’m not prepared to loose you too.

Boss: we we’re hoping to end some common scum to the empire, hell, look for sev, I’m done.

Fixer: boss, I know but we can’t, your lucky none of the troopers in this bridge are aiming their blasters at you,

Boss: it’s because they already know the plan.

Fixer: what plan- oh…