[dogscoff]

Ahhh, it's that time again is it?

*Dogscoff puts in a call to his orbitting battlemoon and soon a five-hundred-strong squad of genetically-altered bio-mechanical suicide demolition lobsters march into the cantina, taking up position in strategic structural points.

"OK boys, we haven't yet decided the right time to bring the Cantina down, so hold on to your fuses for now. We might even destroy it in some other way altogether, but you being here will make sure everything goes with a Bang when we do."

Dogscoff looks at the exploding crustaceans and wonders what the point of them wearing hardhats is. To illustrate the point, he stamps on a lobster which promptly detonates, throwing Dogscoff across the room to land behind the bar.