"Name's Kanan, you're currently on the deck of the Ghost." Kanan gave the three of them a look. "Ya don't look like Imperials, that and ya actually willingly came with us. I'm guessing you three are lost or on the run...so long as ya don't rat us out to the Empire, then we're good. By the way, what are your names?"  Kanan asked.<br/><br/>Before they could answer, the golden robot and his rolling friend wandered in behind the angry little orange topped droid. "Oh look! Chopper made friends!" Sabine, the one in the armor, said.<br/><br/>The golden droid spoke up, "I am C-3PO human cyborg relations! And this is my counterpart R2-D2! I was translating for Minister Tuo when we were attacked by thieves like-"<br/><br/>That was when Zeb walked by and 3PO clammed up.<br/><br/>Zeb approached Kanan, "Kanan, ya got a minute?"<br/><br/>"Yeah, what's up?" Kanan said turning to the Lasat.<br/><br/>"Maybe we ought not sell those disrupters to Vizago, eh? Maybe get them out of circulation?" Zeb asked.<br/><br/>Sabine butted in, "Well we did get them out of the Empire's circulation, they apparently were planning on mass producing them...despite them being illegal."<br/><br/>Kanan patted Zeb on the back reassuringly, "See Zeb? Perfect crime, we get them out of Imperial hands and we sell them for credits we desperately need." Kanan said.<br/><br/>Zeb sighed and wandered off.