I can’t believe Chewbacca would leave me in such a state. Well, I’m not going to let it ruin my trip to the lake. This reminds me of Naboo, and Master Anakin and Padme’s awkward conversations. I blame their raging hormones. I’m so glad I don’t have those programmed into my logic circuits. See you later, I’m going to go have a wine cooler and talk to Clay Aiken.