Han can’t help but notice how deftly Bob can reach for those bottles way up top and on the back of the shelf. You couldn’t call Han Solo short by any means, but he thinks even he might have trouble reaching them without knocking anything over.

It’s impressive!

“You’re not gonna let me pay for my drink, huh?” He says with a shallow nod. “I think I’ll take a brandy over the whiskey, thanks.”