Got a nephew in Mos Eisley. Could've sent you to him. He's a mechanic and would've worked to find you what you were lookin' for or something close. [ Cobb's smile turns rueful. ] I'd bet my last credit I can't get you out of that star fighter now though.

[ He chuckles and pours himself another drink. ] Well, gotta keep the trade going. It's the only thing the Core Worlds want from us. Certainly not going to waste their time actually doin' anything useful.