"What do you think a Jawa is?" Nathaniel Bridewell, better known to friends and family as Nate, asked, studying the schedule for the day. Apparently, there was due to be a Jawa Beauty Pageant around noon, if only due to a lack of knowledge of the aforementioned Jawa.
The campsites on Smugglers Moon were already humming with activity as folks clambered out of their tents to face a new day, some not entirely willingly. There'd been plenty of partying the night before and some weren't yet up to partying some more. Others, probably to the irritation of the first group, were bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, metaphorically speaking - or perhaps not so metaphorically in some instances.
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