INT. REBEL BASE – DAY
Princess Leia is standing in front of a closet, rummaging through the contents. Luke Skywalker enters, looking a bit puzzled.
LUKE: (approaching Leia) Uh, Princess? What are you doing?
LEIA: (muttering to herself) Where did I put it… Ah! Here it is!
Leia pulls out a rather…fancy…battledress. It’s got fringe, sequins, and a rather…unpractical…train.
LUKE: (alarmed) Leia, what is that?!
LEIA: (excitedly) My new battledress! Isn’t it fabulous?
LUKE: (skeptical) Uh…I don’t know if “fabulous” is the word I’d use…
LEIA: (defensively) What’s wrong with it? I think it’s perfect for our next mission.
LUKE: (doubtful) You’re going to wear that into battle?
LEIA: (matter-of-factly) Of course! Why not?
LUKE: (trying to reason with her) Well, for one, it’s…shiny. And sparkly. And…fluffy.
LEIA: (laughing) Oh, Luke! You’re just jealous because you don’t have a battledress that’s this fabulous!
LUKE: (sarcastically) Oh, yeah, I’m totally jealous of your…glittery…armor.
LEIA: (playfully) Well, you should be! I’m going to be the most stylish rebel in the galaxy!
Luke shakes his head, chuckling.
LUKE: (exasperated) Alright, Leia. You win. Wear your…um…unique…battledress. Just don’t expect me to be fashionably coordinated with you.
LEIA: (grinning) Oh, don’t worry, Luke. I’ll be the one leading the charge…in style!
Leia strikes a pose, battledress shimmering in the light. Luke rolls his eyes good-naturedly and exits the room, chuckling to himself.
FADE OUT
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