I go to the entrance today. Unknown passengers entering. I am in the camelots, tired, grumbling at the entrance... One stops. He looks at Camus. The dialogue:
What is Skin Choli?
(I thought a little) No, Jedi.
Where is the light sword?
Disabled for non-payment
A respectful look, wild rust, then they gave me a bottle of beer, said I was burning, took my hand and let go.
c) the essence