INT.

A HOTEL ROOM IN CORUSCANT -- NIGHT

The city is alive despite the late hour.

PRINCESS LEIA, still dressed in attire worn to address the

galactic senate, is silhouetted against the glow of the
skyline; but she isn’t alone. A shirtless HAN SOLO kisses her
with a palpable sense of urgency, and soon Leia’s back is
pressed against the wall.

Just as he lifts her by her thighs, her comlink beeps. She

huffs a curse under her breath.

LEIA
Han...

HAN
I know, I know, just -

LEIA
Make this easy, will you?

Han lets her down, then lifts his hands, as if in surrender --

then reluctantly pulls his shirt on, follows as Leia exits
into a poorly lit hallway.

HAN
What is it?

Leia turns to look at him, eyebrow raised, but can’t resist a

glance at his chest. He notices when it flusters her.

LEIA
Duty calls.

HAN
But you’re not gonna ask me to come
along?

LEIA
I’ve already got the reinforcements
I need.

Han looks confused -- offended, even.

HAN
You do?

LEIA
Don’t worry. You would be bored,
anyways.
 2.

HAN
Hard to stay bored with you bossing
me around, princess. Hey --

Han takes Leia’s arm and looks her squarely in the eyes.

HAN (CONT'D)
Be careful out there. I mean it.

Leia hesitates before leaning up to kiss him; feverish,

desperate, passionate. She roughs him up well, and he is as
pleased as he is shocked.

Then, as quickly as it starts: she steps back, mischief

alight in her eyes.

LEIA
The Falcon won’t even get a
scratch.

She takes off sprinting. Han stares after her, dazed, before
he regains his bearings.

HAN
The F -- LEIA!

He dashes down the hallway, but Leia’s headstart renders her

the victor. She quickly boards the vessel and is met by SHARA
BEY DAMERON and EVAAN VERLAINE, both in X-Wing flight suits.
They hand her one just like it, and jog towards the cockpit
as the door slowly pulls to a close.

EVAAN
Took you long enough.

LEIA
I was busy.

SHARA
Your lipstick’s smeared. You were
with Han Solo again, weren’t you?
(a pause.)
He’s so pretty. Isn’t he so pretty,
Evaan?

Evaan snorts. Leia furiously strips from her fine Senate

clothing.

EVAAN
Is he as good as he looks, General?

Leia finally turns around to slam two blasters, hilt first,

against their chests.
 3.

LEIA
Could you two do me the immense
honor of getting us the hell out of
here?

Evaan and Shara spring into action, easily taking control of

the ship as Leia zips the suit shut. It befits her.

Han bursts into the hangar, yelling Leia’s name, but it’s
muffled as the Falcon roars to life and launches into
hyperspeed.