"Botuh!" The albino Twi'lek demanded of them.<br/><br/>"W-we bring a message to your master, Jabba the Hutt!"<br/><br/>"De Jabba wanga?" Bib Fortuna asked cautiously.<br/><br/>R2 bwooped at the slimy looking Twi'lek.<br/><br/>"And...a gift!" C3PO proclaimed, then looked down at R2 suddenly. "Gift? What gift!?"<br/><br/>"Ne Jabba no bother!" the majordomo of Jabba creepily caressed R2's dome, but the astromech defiantly refused to relay the message.<br/><br/>"He says we are to deliver it only to Jabba..himself! I-I'm terribly sorry, he can be stubborn someti-" C3PO explained.<br/><br/>The Twi'lek looked grumpy at that and shouted: "La chot!" As he led them into a large audience chamber...where on a pedestal throne sat an ENORMOUS ugly slug creature smoking a hookah.