Vader strode confidently into Operations.
“My computer just crashed, Skippy,” he reported to the gangly Alderanian youth.
“Sorry, your grace,” Skippy (played by the red-headed, acned teen from The Simpsons) replied, his voice cracking.
“Sorry doesn’t pay the bills in this battle station,” Vader warned, sticking his fat, gloved finger in Skippy’s face. “If I cannot access the data source within 3 minutes, I’ll do that choking thing on you.”
By all that was unholy, what was the matter with this cuss, Vader wondered. Still, the boy had his charms, he allowed, watching Skippy’s sweat-glistening nape as the boy typed furiously away at his console.
Perhaps… this evening… the lad could report to Vader’s chambers for more… ‘stimulating’ conversation…