LEIA
Tries to snap the power coupling back into place. Her hands are slick with spots of grease so she adjusts her grip and tries again. She grunts. A hard jerk upward yields nothing as it refuses to re-engage.
HAN
Crosses to stand behind LEIA. Leans head over her shoulder.
Reaches around her smaller figure.
LEIA
Pushes him back with her shoulder. Jerks the coupling once again, trying to restore it without his help.
HAN
Hey, Your Worship, I'm only trying to help.
LEIA
(still struggling)
Would you please stop calling me that?
HAN
(Han hears a new tone in her voice. He watches her pull on the lever.)
Sure, Leia.
LEIA
Oh, you make it so difficult sometimes.
HAN
I do, I really do.
