A hole appears in the side of the donut, and globs of dough holding
blasters{the blasters are actually stuck in the goop} One of them
turns to you and says, "Surrender, we are from the Do Tribe. We
are taking you and your pastries!"
Oh, no! What can you do?
One moment, you and Qui-Gon are staring at the vastness of space. The
next, you and Qui-Gon are knocked on your butts, broken window glass
on the floor, and a giant chocolate donut{with sprinkles, I might add}
is sitting right there in front of you.