[Dr. Cole Ormont]

“You know what? I don’t care how bad those burgers are, I just crave one so much right now, tell me it at least has some yellow plastic cheese-like squares?” Fatty foods didn’t agree with him much since his surgery, but the pain was worth it, and he was no connoisseur to be super picky over a lousy burger.

[Galen Sol]

"Of course." he nodded. "I don't know what they do to turn it from creamy blue to floppy yellow, but a bantha burger isn't a bantha burger without it."

[Layne Hoshin]

"Is that soup spoken for?"

Layne was a bit hungry.

[Galen Sol]

"All yours." Galen handed it over.

[Dr. Cole Ormont]

Taking the burger, Cole unwrapped it; two cheap meat patties with plastic cheese substitute, fried onions, hot mustard and spicy ketchup and mayonnaise. He took a bite, and murmured, it was so exactlingly bland and inoffensive, substituting hot for flavour, but he couldn’t help enjoy it.

[Layne Hoshin]

"Thanks," she took command of the soup.