"Ummm...  Damn, I almost got away?  You have awesome taste in transport, this one corners on a dime and pulls more G's than any other speeder I've driven, and believe me, I know my speeders.  Needed a little breaking in though, I mean, really, do you even push these things?"<br/><br/>Jean puts on her cockiest grin, she has no idea who she's dealing with, but she's not in restraints yet, so maybe she can get away from this without ending up back at her dad's.  Now her biggest worry is not getting shot, or sold as a slave or something.<br/><br/>"Listen, I'm sorry about your car, but I'm sure it's not bad, I only clipped that other speeder, a little paint and she'll be fine. Sorry about your guard too, I got a little too excited."