Not Yet

Padme landed on the floor in a heap. Instantly, she reached up and made sure her veil was still in place over the lower two-thirds of her face. A split-second later, she realized she was practically at Ventress' feet. Padme stared up at the darkside warrior in terror.

Ventress cackled as she reach down and grabbed what was left of Padme's leash.

"Sorry Jabba, but this one's a bit clumsy for my tastes," she said as she pulled Padme to her feet by the leash, and in close. "Her fear feels delightful, but I'm only interested in the Twi'lek ****," she said as she pushed Padme away, and stepped back over to Abi'lar'ar.

Padme scrambled back to the relative safety of Jabba's dais, while staring at Ventress incredulously. They had been practically nose to nose and Ventress hadn't recognized her. After a couple of moments, Padme glanced down at Abi'lar'ar, who was still on her knees at Ventress' feet.

The Twi'lek was absolutely trembling in fear at the skeletal warrior towering over her, even though Ventress didn't seem to be threatening her or anything. In fact, she was caressing Abi'lar'ar's lekku. Padme didn't understand why she was so scared of Ventress, she seemed so calm and comfortable with Jabba and his guards.

The Hutt spoke a few sentences of Huttese, which his protocol droid promptly translated.

"The Mighty Jabba apologizes, but he is most fond of Abi'lar'ar. He would be willing to part with Eila for only eight hundred credits."

With that Padme felt Jabba pull her upper arm back, and saw the end of his long tongue out of the corner of her eye, only a few centimeters from her face. She flinched away from it, wondering who Eila was. A moment later, she realized that she was supposed to be Eila.