I talked to the space pirate CEO on Monday. That didn't quite go as I had planned...
I said to him that he must stop attacking our clone ships. It was cowardly as well as childish. I mean, why couldn't he buy his M&M's at the Sithe Superstore like everybody else? He said that he didn't have enough money and I said, "Give me a break! How come you managed to scrape enough cash to buy that silver plated cigar box???"
Things started getting a little heated now and he pulled his gun on me. I used my force powers to pull out my lightsaber (it doesn't matter how quick on the draw you are...if you have a lightsaber, you always win.) The only problem is, what I pulled out wasn't a lightsaber. It was a twinky that I had bought at Space Trac on the way up and had saved to eat for a celebration snack after my interview with the Space Pirate CEO. Where was my lightsaber? Then I remembered that I had left it in my hotel room on top of the TV. So...I offered him the twinky and asked if we could call it square. He grumble affirmatively and I ran to the elevator as fast as my non-twinky-powered legs could go.
I am now at the Space Train station getting ready to beg for another free ride in the luggage compartment. Here we go again.
I feel that maybe diplomacy isn't my thing. When I get home, Master Wendu will probably tell Master Obi-Won to take care of this (after he finishes chewing me out for wasting that train ticket money!)