"Why hurry?" Lake said to Frederick. "We've got plenty of time before the Admiral's briefing. In fact... we've got at least an hour or two." She pressed her lips together in thought. "Initially I went to the Jedi Room to do a bit of meditation--you know, to sort of clear my head after the battle. But since everyone's seemed to have gathered there, quiet meditation seems rather out of the question. Now I'm thinking that a round or two of sparring would be a much better stress reliever." She looked at Mike and then Frederick. "And given the choice I would much rather spar or learn new fighting techniques than to contemplate. Would either of you two care to be my opposition?"
Veni, Vidi, Velcro. (I came, I saw, I stuck around)