"Just drop me off a couple blocks away." Leia mumbled. At six years of age, she'd gotten into a phase of mumbling and Vader knew not how to understand or combat it.

"But that's paid parking." He groans, viewing the sector with disgust. "No, I'm taking you to the front door."

"Please." Leia begs, her voice is a whisper. She doesn't normally beg, Vader taught her better. However, he is adamant that he is not to pay parking when Leia already bargained with him not to walk her to the front door (the last time that had happened, someone had 'accidentally' triggered the evacuation switch).

Leia clenches her eyes shut and covers her face in embarrassment. School kids start to turn and stare in a mixture of horror and wonder. The shadow of the AT-AT crossing over their faces like a replica out of a doomsday movie.

"I'm so embarrassed." Leia mutters as she exits.

"Have a nice day at school!" Vader calls to his daughter as he chuckles and reverses out.