I was in a Cantina on Coruscant. I walk up to the bar at the same moment that a Senator and a Jawa approached.
Simultaneously, all three of us ordered a beer. The bartender let out a little laugh and then pours three drafts.
As we get our beers, we all notice bugs floating in the foam.
It is doing the breast stroke?
The Senator wrinkles his nose, pushes his beer away and says “Bartender, what kind of establishment are you running. I am appalled.
I snort my displeasure at the Senator, flick the fly out of the beer, slam it down in one go and mutter “pansy”
Meanwhile the Jawa snatches up fly, begins to smack the fly on the back, while screaming “SPIT IT OUT! SPIT IT OUT”