Luke pulled out his omnicomm to check over the list he'd made on the way down as they walked past the rows of tourist-y stores and toward the ones where the actual day-to-day, mundane living went on. Back home, meals for stowing on ships were packaged, vacuum-sealed, and bought by the hundred in crates. Here, that wasn't much of an option. As this was a resort planet, the items in any given meal had to be purchased and stored separately, rather than prepackaged. Not that this bothered Luke much.

With a light touch on the speeder's yoke, he turned in front of one of the stores they'd been given in their directory of the planet and shut off.

"Okay," he said to Mara and Ben. "We're gonna get the things on this list and take it back to Stacy and the Shadow, then we're free to do anything else." He pointed at Ben. "If you find that snack you used to like, we are not getting more than two packages."