Hera, meanwhile, walks toward the large glass orbs, where the kernels turn and pop into bright colors over simmering flames. Stoking one of those flames is a short, older human woman, her short hair streaked blue and pink, who smiles up at Hera as she approaches.

"I have the perfect thing for a Twi'lek," she says, without so much as a greeting first. "Tomo-spice and smoked negamo."

"Oh, I uh -"