[Phanan brings some sugar and milk over to the table and adds some to his coffee. He doesn't really want any but he has a sneaking suspicion Nico won't ask for any. Maybe it's because he's used to all his weird friends back home who never speak their minds.] Personally I like having control of the coffee maker here. We have a protocol droid named Squeaky back with the Wraiths who acts as our executive officer. He took over the cafe we made on this asteroid we're stationed on right now but he's got a real attitude. Make one harmless comment and suddenly you end up getting served engine coolant for life. I speak from unfortunate experience.