Adam D but he also stops in at Qatar to meet with his old gambling buddy, and the Qataris don’t seem to mind one bit.

Now I’m trying to think through where all he flew the RV. They were going to fuckin’ Alderaan! I mean if it wasn’t destroyed, it’d be like driving to France. (On a highway comprised entirely of underground tunnels that nobody can observe because hyperspace and this is where my metaphor falls apart.)