"Lando...man, it's good to see a face I know." the smuggler replied. "Hasn't been too long...but long enough to tell me I hate this planet." he replied. "There are way too many things here tryin' to kill me." He managed a somewhat weak version of his lopsided grin, though, happy to see his friend.

"I don't suppose we can find the Falcon and get out of here, can we?"