"Artoo, I am *so* embarrassed."
"Beep ppt sht."
"Course I didn’t know what they were doing when I walked in."
"Dppt zip bop psst."
"Every time I walk into a room now, I’m tempted to turn off my sight."
"Fisst ppt zop."
"Goodness, Artoo, I simply couldn’t ask them *that*."
"Hhpt."
"I mean, I suppose it *was* my fault for being curious about the moaning."
"Jjpst."
"Keep those kind of thoughts to yourself."
"Lsst zop pip boop."
"Master Luke seems to like him - quite a lot from what I saw."
"Noppt zst ppt."
"Oh, don’t let Chewbacca hear you say that, or he’ll throw you out with the garbage."
"Ppst."
"Quite how Master Luke can keep you around I’ll never know."
"Rrpt!"
"Shush, Artoo."
"Trrp bop zip zpt."
"Understandably, but that *is* Master Luke's decision."
"Vpt shipt beep whipt."
"Well, he must have *some* redeeming qualities, although I admit I’m not sure what they are."
"Xst boop zst meep bop beep."
"You know, Artoo, you may be right."
"Zzt."