"No, I just want to ask you -- excuse me! What do you think, more of a lighter leaf shade, or a darker one? Hello? H -- eep!"

The thing was, Lacey had spent all afternoon yesterday putting together sample books and color swatches from the local flora, and was now rather eager to show off her handiwork, maybe get a few opinions from the residents-to-be so she could get started on the interior decorating. The problem, on the other hand, was successfully flagging down passing Ewoks long enough to solicit a useful opinion.

. . . yes, this was related to the problem of Lacey not speaking Ewok.

Ever seen a grown human woman get spun around like a windsock in a hurricane by passing furry foot traffic about knee-high? It's comedy gold.