Hoth soldier: Betcha I can spit further than you.
Lone Falcon: Do you mind? I am having a reflective moment, pondering my long travails and how this moment, in a way, symbolizes the entirety of journeys.
Hoth: Huh? Man, you talk too much. Just live in the moment, dude. Hey, I bet you can throw your spear from here to that giant door!
Lone Falcon: What a bizarre land this is. Since my arrival I have seen nothing but absolute oddities. And, I think you are one of them.
Hoth: Dude, I got a blaster, what does that say to you?
Falcon: You left your blaster several feet back on our journey at the hill that you called a pillow. I am armed now, what speaks that to you, knave?
Hoth turns to leave: Man, that's why your the, lone, falcon.
Falcon: And you, foul colored cur, are the reason why snow speeders have not been selling too well!
There is no such thing as chaos in God's universe, there is only the lack of human understanding; our inability to see how the system works and interacts. --Avery Christy