Han Solo (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} lessthantwelve) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} utr_logs,@ 2011-10-02 10:03:00 |
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What: Dinner and seeeeeeeeeeeeeeeecrets.
When: Saturday Night.
Warnings: Awkward tension and oblivious smugglers.
Han was glad that Jaina had dinner planned, since he was hungry enough to eat a wampa. He'd spent most of the day working on the Falcon and had forgotten about lunch. Again. He was still getting used to food on this planet, although Jaina usually found some pretty good eats.
He was actually pretty interested in meeting her friend, though. Han wanted to know more about his kid's life, since he definitely was meeting her late in the game. Wandering into the dining room, he took a seat, and barely remembered to not put his feet on the table.