Nar Shaddaa, wickedness and glamour, poverty and extreme wealth, all in one, filthy planet. Here, days span into nights with a fluid flow of debauchery, the thick clouds overhead doing little for time-telling. For days, a once-immaculately white-and-pink rodent, Princess Pipilups, or simply Pip, lacking its flashy name tag, made its way through the streets of the slums, literally picking the brains of the locals for information on one Chalene on 5th Tier, with little success. Until, finally, a stroke of luck, from a particularly sleazy mind of a fat twi'lek. Quite obviously a bedroom.