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"This is Chewbacca," he explained when the anthropoid had joined them at thebar. "He's first mate on a ship that might suit our needs. He'll take us to hercaptain-owner now." "This way," the Wookie grunted—at least, it sounded something like that to Luke.In any case, the huge creature's follow-me gesture was unmistakable. They startedto wend their way deeper into the bar, the Wookie parting the crowd like a gravelstorm cutting canyonettes. Out in front of the cantina, Threepio paced nervously next to the landspeeder.Apparently unconcerned, Artoo Detoo was engaged in animated electronicconversation with a bright red R-2 unit be longing to another of the cantina's patrons. "What could be taking them so long? They went to hire one ship—not a fleet." Abruptly Threepio paused, beckoning silently for Artoo to be quiet. TwoImperial troopers had appeared on the scene. They were met by an unkempt humanwho had emerged almost simultaneously from the depths of the cantina. "I do not like the looks of this," the tall 'droid murmured.
Luke had appropriated someone else's drink from a waiter's tray as they madetheir way to the rear of the cantina. He gulped at it with the giddy air of one whofeels himself under diving protection. That safe he was not, but in the company ofKenobi and the giant Wookie he began to feel confident that no one in the bar wouldassault him with so much as a dirty look. In a rear booth they encountered a sharp-featured young man perhaps five yearsolder than Luke, perhaps a dozen—it was difficult to tell. He displayed the opennessof the utterly confident—or the insanely reckless. At their approach the man sent thehumanoid wench who had been wriggling on his lap on her way with a whisperedsomething which left a wide, if inhuman, grin on her face.