[glares at DEG]
{mutters to self, so no flying popcorn seeds can get shot into his mouth] "I
could call out the Pinwheels and have them kill him... but that will set SEV back a couple of years, and everyone else would torture
me to death. Can't have that..."
A malicious grin spreads across Woundwort's face. Quick as a flash, Woundwort reaches into one of the pockets of his flightvest and whips out a phaser. Before anyone else in the cantina can react, he fires, scoring a direct hit on the popcorn seed container. The massive amount of thermal energy causes all the seeds to pop at once, completely burying the graphic artist and depriving him of his ammo.
Woundwort shouts over his shoulder, "Hey Taz, is there any extra salt and butter in the fridge?"
