Lando looked at Khementari, speaking quickly, as if he was completely unfazed by her request.  "When we get back to the ship, I'll buy you dinner."  He said, smiling his patented Lando Calrisnian smile.  It wasn't an offer of credits.  "How typical."  The briefing room protocol droid said softly, causing Lando to quickly shift the subject to Alanna's logistical issues.<br/><br/>"The remotes are unshielded practice remotes, but their blasters are set to killing levels.  They only have enough blaster gas for three or four shots.  The B2 battle droids, meanwhile, are vulnerable to ion guns and ion grenades, which I've tracked down a cache of.  The biggest danger, therefore, is that one of the droid starfighters got inside the station.  They're heavily armored and shielded and armed with brilliant missiles; concussion missiles with a tracking system so sophisticated, it's classified semi-sentient."  Lando said with his usual showmanship, projecting pictures of the relevant threats.