We'll make them bleed, sister.

The following data-pad was found on the counter top of "Your Lekku and You" on the first day of the New Year, next to a dozed off Twi'lek with a pair of crochet needles and a half-finished lek-warmer in her lap.

A future legacy, not yet unfolded.

"And I would have gotten away with it too, if it weren't for that bumbling Twi'lek!"

How can such a small thing be so damn useful?

Caught between a rock and a hard place, Tali must swallow her pride and return to a life she had hoped to have left behind. It's only temporary, though. And only dancing...