Hutts, he thought. That was probably what he had meant. But trying to explain that rightly was a challenge that he wasn't up to. He was talking enough as it was.

As far as coyness was concerned it sure looked that way, and beneath the helmet Fett actually blinked. "Here an' thar be another tale; you'd 'ave me eatin' enough ter feed a whole crew of sea dogs, 'f I ever had th' mind ter let ye." He stepped up to her. "T'won't work." Playful? Not possible. Not.