Your love of girl's feet is just too strong, I'm going with you. But Ms. Wesell... she gives you an angry look. ...Zam, I can... she grabs your head and forces you to look down, 15 seconds pass... why didn't you try to escape? I told you it was too strong. Fine... You mumble something about how you would love to be the royal foot servant for Padmé... What was that? Nothing Ms... I mean Zam. So are you properly equipped Zam? I am, but are you rookie? Oh, and you better... release before we exit the ship...
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