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I need someone to tell me what primitive planet this is and how the frell I got here. Now.

The feasts and the party this last week were really something! I'm curious to know the history behind these celebrations.

Jyn

Did you throw any wishes into the fire?

I thought I might miss the island more than I do, but I have to admit this setting is much nicer this time of year. I'm thinking of trying out one of the paddleboats.

In honor of Cinco de MAY-o, one of the best days of the year, we're going to get together and honor the best aunt EVER.

(Sorry Uncle Happy, you can have whatever grownup thing you wanted to do with her on Friday or something, idk)

We're closing the restaurant at 5 that day. We'll all meet up at Los Gatitos for Mexican food and adult beverages for those of you old enough to participate! Chips, queso, and guac will also be provided. I am not making anyone do a pinata or anything, but if they want to put a sombrero on her and sing to her in Spanish, who am I to say no??

...also May does not know I'm doing this so if she kills me before the party, please all go celebrate her anyway.

This...is not the strangest thing that I've witnessed, but probably one of the more uncomfortable scenarios.

No offense, of course.

My name is Oliver Queen and I realized that I haven't introduced myself despite having been here for about a month? We ended up changing places and I kind of lost track of time. Anyway, hi.

Diego's gone.

Thought everyone should know.

Had brownies for breakfast.

It was great.

Has anyone seen an astronaut?

Maybe an angry Scottish woman?

I hate snow.

Fuck.

Everyone still here??

It seems I also have a new friend.

... I'm home.

Yelena, we're home.


If anyone needs me, I'll be on the swing set and looking at the photo albums.

I know we were celebrating, but I don’t think I had so much to drink that I should be waking up in some strange obstacle course with no memory of having ever fallen asleep.

Does everyone on the island have a place to go for Thanksgiving?

I would very much like it if I never get attacked by candy again, please and thanks.

Instead I'll just eat 50 bags worth so they know we mean business from now on.

You don't know how thankful I am this isn't a desert.

That is to say: hello, everyone. My name is Luke Skywalker. I'm looking for my sister Leia. If you see her soon, I'd appreciate that information. We haven't been apart since -

I could also use help tracking down R2. He's a very curious droid—I apologize if he goes anywhere he shouldn't; it's hard keeping an eye on him whenever we visit new places. I take full responsibility if he beeps your ear off. [...] Metaphorically speaking, of course.