"I'm gonna let you get away with that just this one time," Vette informed her, "but next time I'm gonna have to take drastic measures. I'll dye all your dresses black, just watch me."

Vicious. Cruel, that Vette.

"Talk to me next time, okay? And if you need to still be alone for a while now, I get it. I really do. But if you're feeling up to it tomorrow, I want to go find those rude guys outside of the town, the ones that kinda look like a Gamorrean had way too much fun with a gundark..." Like those words made any sense to anyone but her. "And then if they come after us I want to make them sorry they thought we were easy pickings."