While the music played, Jabba — with a lascivious gleam in his eye — beckoned Oola to come sit with him.
The Hutt bellowed, “Da eitha!”
Oola stopped dancing and backed away, shaking her head. “Na chuba negatori Na! Na! Natoota…”
Furious, Jabba pulled hard at the leash, pointed to his dais, and commanded, “Boscka!”
Oola pulled back on the taut leash and continued to protest.
Jabba slammed his fist down on a button. Before Oola could step aside, a trapdoor opened beneath her and she plummeted through the floor. The musicians and singers went silent and looked to the spot where Oola had vanished. The trapdoor snapped shut and Jabba’s cretinous friends hurried to peer down through the metal grating to view a deep pit below the floor.
Excerpt from Ryder Windham, “Star Wars®: Episode VI: Return of the Jedi™.”