The door to the ISDs medical facility opened and Elvis staggered out. "No, thanks. I can't stand the thought of another bacta bath. No, really.". When the door closed behind him, he heard someone talking from a dark alcove "Una cheechee toowa.", accompanied by a female giggle. He imediately reckognized the voice. "Mask, is that you ?". After a moment the MASK stepped out of the shadows and Elvis saw a green Lekku disappear over his shoulder. "Errm, I was just, ah discussing the finer points of bacta treatment with one of the Twi'lek medical dancers", he replied. A second later, the green skinnded Twi'lek stepped into the light as well, trying to look nonchalant. "So that's where the third one went", Elvis thought while he was grinning widely. "I'll go to my quarters to get my stuff. After you've finished your ... discussion, you should meet me at the shuttle deck. I'm eager to get back on-planet again." As Elvis went down the corridor, the MASK thought about how the fashion style for residents of the medical ward had not really changed in all these years and he briefly considered making Elvis aware of how cold it could be with that outfit. But after an impatient lekku tap on his shoulder reminded him, that he was not alone, he prepared himself to say farewell to the Twi'lek dancer.... The plot thickens, ladies and gentlemen