"You're right, Artoo. It'll be as many nights to ourselves as we can steal."

BD is far from as grumbly about it, but he makes a quiet beep of protest. Cal can't blame him too much. For so long, it's only really been the two of them. Of course, there have been many others, too, but for the past decade or so, they've been the only two left at the end of the day.