Wes wrinkles his nose and shakes his head. "I don't need a bantha for when I get lonely, even a stuffed one. Not that I get lonely in the first place."

He gives her a very skeptical look at the 'standards' comment, then waves down a waitrat. "Plate of Oreos and chocolate chip cookies for the ... lady, please."

He grins at her, then just waves at the plate when it arrives.