Starkiller/Leia
Starkiller waved a dismissive had at the woman. She wasn't particularly worth the effort, but she was still here bothering him, so she became part of his entertainment. Since she was particularly ruining the movie. So, Starkiller kept jabbing at the woman with his words. "Ah. So you weren't even respected enough to be an official politician in your fake government?" He challenged. "Big ole Empire to fierce for you?" Starkiller rolled his eyes. When his master and him were to take over the Empire, they'd have to tend to these issues first.
"Learn to meditate better than." Watching the screen, Starkiller scoffed at the woman lightly. With her snort into her drink, he was annoyed. This one was weak in the Force, so he'd take advantage of that. He'd bide his time for a moment.
"Pft." Starkiller looked at her. "What have you single handedly done? Tell me. Your own hands, what have you accomplished?" Starkiller raised his brows at her while she dug her heels in the conversation. With a reach of the Force, he focused on the drink she had, and made it splurt up out of it's container and onto her, while simultaneously stealing her last twizzler. The treat floated across the air and right into his mouth.