Conversation overheard on the Ebon Hawk, between Revan and Mission Vao.
Hey, Revan. What's up?
Oh, Mission. I was looking for you.
Listen... you said you were how old, again?
Yeah, fourteen... now, when you say fourteen, I mean, you're just guessing, right?
Well, I mean, you grew up on the mean streets of Taris, and your parents died when you were very young, so, I mean... you don't really know for sure that you're fourteen?
Sure, I do! It's right here on my birth certificate, see?
Yeah, but... oh. Damn.
Well, I mean, you're just assuming this is genuine, right? I mean, your brother Griff could have forged it.
Nope. It's got the official holographic seal of the Republic. In fact, I've got a birthday coming up soon.
Okay, tell me this. *ahem* When do, uh, Twi'leks become, um, you know, adults?
You mean, like, when can we drive a landspeeder?
Sixteen! Now we're getting somewhere!
I like you, Revan! You're a lot of fun.
Yes, I like you too. You're the most fascinating sixteen-year-old young adult woman I've ever met.
Ha, ha! You're just like the father I never had.
Uh-huh. I'll just be in the refresher for a few minutes.