Revan: Not a problem, darling.
Oola: I never should have trusted Bib. I should have listened to you when I had the opportunity.
Revan: Making mistakes is a part of mortality. You learned that lesson the hard way.
Oola: (flirty expression) If you would have taken your mask off when we spoke I might have accepted your offer to escape with you.
Revan: (smiling) That would have defeated the purpose of what I was trying to do. I would have influenced your decision based on surface level urges rather than unbiased reasoning.
Oola: (flirty frowning) I would have been okay with that.
Revan: (laughter) Well, the good news is you have an actual future with me now.
Oola: (beaming)
Revan: (smiling)
Oola: (gentle caressing) I love the way you touch me with your mind. I love how you look at me.
Revan: (tender smile) Same.
Oola: How about I make up for turning you down the last time we spoke?
Revan: What did you have in mind?
Oola: (seductive smirk) Something that I would never do with Jabba.
Revan: (snickering) You’re on.