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| Moon, our ships have completed their scan of the area and found nothing. If the Hairy Mobile phone went into light-speed, it'll be on the other side of the Hoth system by now. |
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| Our ships have sighted the Spicy Fan, lord. But...it has entered a kebab field and we cannot risk... |
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