While her face was permanently grinning, Benny's posture showed her relief when Bruno settled down.

"That's right, big guy," she said, patting his arm assuredly. "Save it for the Storm Soldiers, or Starship Troopers, or whatever they're called."

She then turned to see what Zhou was shouting about, then looked down at the floor.

"Okay, my memory's fuzzy on some stuff, but I'm [i]pretty[/i] sure it's not supposed to do that."

She glanced up at Zhou, ignoring the strange splotch on the ground for a moment.

"Er...yeah, we'll go with that," she said, nodding to his understanding of the space station.

She went silent for a moment. Sure, she was blanking a bit on the proper term for the white-armored soldiers, but Darth Vader was pretty well-known in her world, and that he probably wouldn't be too kind to passengers of the Millennium Falcon.

"Uh...sure," she said, more than happy to let him do the talking, "but our mission is to rescue the princess, so...best to be on guard."

Movement caught her eye socket from below, and Benny looked down to the puddle, which was gathering back into itself and gaining shape.

"Oh, don't tell me this is a [i]Flubber[/i] crossover too!"