Leia really hadn't wanted this to involve anyone else. She was perfectly capable of handling herself, she was no wilting violet in need of saving. She was able to take care of herself. Still, at least it was a familiar face. So she merely gave a slight smile to Mal before turning her attention to the belligerent drunk. Honestly, it was supposed to be libraries where Leia had to worry about annoying flirtations, not the bar. Even if that was where most unwanted attention was focused because people became morons when drunk.
"Well, given you seem incapable of respecting a simple request and continue to be an annoyance, I would say yes, he is better than you."
Getting the drunk's attention again, Leia smiled to him sweetly despite her insult. Because, well, it was Leia. She was raised a princess, she could be polite and cordial, but she also didn't take things laying down. She held her own and often was the one saving herself and her rescuers. Sometimes it didn't work out as planned, but she at least did something instead of waiting for others to do it for her. And well, really, this person was a moron and deserved to be mocked.
"I should make you...you.... respect me."
The comment caused Leia to just quirk a brow and side step as the drunk stepped towards her in an attempt to grab at her again.