the old one, sloshes across the room, after filling his torso with numerous brewskis, he bumps into the computer table near the bar, looks down and says... cool... a slot machine.. he pushes the buttons,... and whooooosh.... the cantina is updated by mistake
The old one looks down at the screen, mumbles something about one armed bandit crooks... turns around and sloshes back to his cornor table, calls over a FBW and orders several more brewskis....hic, hic.....