Fives, being the center of attention of a group of people in some republic sponsored galla: when I was born, the Kaminoan that decanted me from my tube cried because she knew she would never be as cool as I am.
Psychologists: *taking notes in awe*
Fives, taking a sip of champagne: I feel like I’m the nabooan lakes of people
Kix, horrified to see that someone let Fives start blabbering to the fancy guests: get him out of there!
Jesse, laughing his ass off: let him. They love him!
Fives, still rambling: I feel like every single person is at least 87% attracted to me
Psychologists: *taking notes faster*