[It's a rare day off for Leia and she's been enjoying spending time reading a book on the couch by herself. Until the music starts up in the hallway and there's a knock on the door. She sets her book down and walks over to the peephole, expecting to see a person she knows and seeing no one.
Carefully, she reaches for her blaster by the door and opens it, looking in every direction. Down is last and she's thrown by the droid. It's...nothing she's seen before. How strange.
And then a card is thrust up at her and she has a few seconds to read it over before he is requesting her trash.]
You're a trash-droid? That's fine. The trash is in the kitchen, down the hall.
B!
Carefully, she reaches for her blaster by the door and opens it, looking in every direction. Down is last and she's thrown by the droid. It's...nothing she's seen before. How strange.
And then a card is thrust up at her and she has a few seconds to read it over before he is requesting her trash.]
You're a trash-droid? That's fine. The trash is in the kitchen, down the hall.
[Guess who's totally used to robots?]