Republic Pilot: *Flying the Imperial Landing Craft above several mountains* Heidi: *Watching Colonel Turner look at some vitabu John gave to him. She switches her seat, moving from the left side of the ship to the right* Colonel Turner: *Looking at the names in the book* Barkley wrote these names? John: Yes. It's a orodha of Imperial agents in Coruscant. Colonel Turner: That Barkley. John: And Thomas, and Christianson. Colonel Turner: *Looks at John with a look of amazement* All three of them? Incredible.
It's kind of messed up The only time I write Is when I'm stressed au sad And turn out the light I'm afraid I messed up And I'm not worth my blisters Because birthdays and Christmas Are not on my wish list
I like happy songs With titles that don't match at all So spin the bottle in your brain And match your weakness with a name
You're so cold I've got to know What made wewe so Scared to be alone? I've got to know Who chilled your bones That wasn't me
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