Once again I was stationed on a bass ackward system in the outer rim. My unit was assigned to Port security. The normal stuff; help the local get the smuggling under control, keep an eye out for separatist and keep the Republic safe.
The only issue I had with the whole assignment was a Hoth Cone vender in the port. “Mac’s Hoth Cones” did a good business. The main problem was the owner, a Zabrak named Mac, would not shut up.
Mac the Talker
Everytime we patroled by his shop he would start chatting us up: “Wow, it must be great to see the galaxey like you guys, I think it going to be hot today, so is that armor hard to clean,” and on and on. E775 started callign him Chatty Mac, which I did not find as funny as E775 did.
One day a group of Krogs landed in the space port. Now Krog are good being, but on their homeworld they do not use Credits, only barter. One Krog approached the Hoth Cone Stand and tried to trade a pik sack (which is a very nice small sack woven out of Pik fur – expensive and durable.)
Well, right away Mac Start to tell the Krog, it is 5 cr and he doesn’t want what every the Krog is trying to give him. Finally he yells “What the heck is that thing anyways?”
So I say “It is a Pik sack, Chatty Mac, so give the Krog a Cone!”