Back to the top deck

Once they arrived back on the main deck, Padme found Artoo with a serving tray on his dome top, and shelves fill with liquor bottles around his cylinder body. She didn't think it would fool anyone paying attention, but then again, neither would her own disguise.

Padme took out a few bottles of liquor that were in the way. Then she deactivated her comlink, put it in one of Artoo's storage compartments, and her blaster in another one. Artoo gave her a reassuring beep, and she patted his dome in reply. As she replaced the liquor bottles, Abi'lar'ar handed Jabba a circle of gold durasteel, sized for a humanoid neck.

Until this point it was almost like Padme could have been dressing up in a costume for a Anakin or something. The **** collar made her hyper-aware that this wasn't a game though. If they didn't convince the arriving Separatists that she was a simple **** girl, she would be captured, or killed. . . or both.