"They could export just a hair above cost and still make a mint," Kanan says. "They won't, of course. But they could."

It's so hard for some places to be generous. (Most places, if he's being honest).

And, of course, that's when a blond man at the adjacent table -- cheeks far too pink for someone who hasn't drunk at least two Corellian whiskeys -- lifts up his voice and over-enunciates his last few words.

" -- a hot alien of my own! Have you seen those Pantorans?"