The bright star can barely make it's way through the clouds that begin to cover the sky. It starts to snow. See Threepio continues to mutter as they move on. "Now why couldn't Chewbacca have delivered this message? No, whenever there's an impossible mission, they turn to us. No one worries about droids. Sometimes I wonder why we put up with it all". They arrive at what looks like a stable.  Artoo beeps impatiently. "You want to go inside? But Artoo, who knows what's waiting for us behind that door!!" Artoo insists and moves to the door. "Artoo! Wait for me! Of course I know our joints are freezing!" The two droids look around the door for signs of life, or welcome, or some sort of signaling device with which to make their presence known. Seeing nothing in any of those categories, See Threepio musters his resolve, knocks softly three times on the wooden door, then quickly turns around and announces to Artoo, "There doesn't seem to be anyone here. Let's go back!". But at that moment, the door opens...