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[vanwithaman.livejournal.com]

Bright and early again, the bar's resident dining car is behind the bar, setting out juice, sugar, sauces, all the things one needs for a good breakfast at the end of the Universe, the specials already written up on the chalk board:

Breakfast Specials
Breakfast Wellington
Apple And Raisin Oven Pancakes
Half a grapefruit

"What'll you have?"

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[general-lando.livejournal.com]

Lando has to laugh a bit now. "My gods, man, are you sure you aren't Han Solo after all? That sounds like something he might say. Though I don't think he would know a Corellian relic from the angine block.

"And I can't agree more about how to make the money. If there isn't some risk, in fact, I'm not sure it's worth my while." And by now, Lando has finished his breakfast.

"It's been good talking you, Jones, but I think I'm going to head outside. Haven't been out ther yet, and I think I should before I head home."

[henry-jones-jr.livejournal.com]

"Ok, Lando. Nice to meet you and have fun out there. It's pretty."

He gives the guy a parting nod.

"You can call me Indy, by the way. Maybe we can talk again if you come back."