"Luke, did I ever tell you about Elan Sleazebaggano? He was a bum who scratched out a meagre living selling loosie death sticks for five Galactic Space Credits a piece at seedy nightclubs. That is, of course, until I used my hypnotic powers to convince him to abandon his livelihood. He died in the gutters of Coruscant, starving and alone. He was a good friend."
