ROTJ:Boushh agrees
From The Star Wars Erotica Saga
Jabba's Palace, Main Audience Chamber
You pull out a small, silvery sphere from your utility belt. "Ey, yotoh," your speaker-grille rasps.
Threepio throws his arms up in fear. "Because he's holding a thermal detonator!" The courtiers yell and duck for cover. You stand your ground, holding out the beeping device. Jabba stares at you with as calculating a look as Hutts can manage. After a few moments' tense silence, he bursts into a deep, booming laugh. You catch the gist of his next words.
<<This bounty hunter is my kind of scum. Fearless and inventive.>> Threepio follows up with an imploring gesture in your direction. "Jabba offers you the sum of thirty-five -- and I do suggest you take it."
You keep your finger on the activation stud of the thermal detonator for a moment longer, then let it slide back. "Yatoh cha."
"He agrees!" Threepio gasps, and the court noticably sags in relief. The band starts up again, and everyone goes back to their business. Bib Fortuna moves to congratulate you as two Gamorrean guards drag Chewie away. You wave Fortuna away with a "Zeebus," and notice Boba Fett giving you a single, respectful nod from across the chamber -- though his hand remains on his blaster rifle. You will have to watch out for him.
You let yourself fade into the crowd, and prepare yourself for a night in the palace of Jabba the Hutt.
