“Which one of you bozos decided it was a good idea to blow up my ship!?” Han Solo asked through gritted teeth.

The heroes each took a couple steps back, revealing Roland as the culprit. Terrified, Scott quickly changed into a wolf, and stood next to Roland.

“Step back, fur ball,” Han Solo yelled. “It’s not your fight.”

Chewbacca growled in protest, “Hahghhagha!”

“Not you, Chewie,” Han replied.

Han and Roland prepared to duel. At precisely the same moment and with the same precision, they drew their blasters and fired. As luck would have it, each hit the other’s blaster.

Hiller intervened, “Look, Han. We thought you were dead. We’d have never bombed the Falcon if we knew you were alive. I was taking good care of it for ya. The question remains: what the hell are you doing here?”

“The same thing you are. Trying to save the galaxy.”

“Will you join our ka-tet?” Roland asked, offering his hand. “No hard feelings?”

“Yeah, but let me do something first.” Han Solo decked Roland. “There, that feels better.”