Han still somewhat damp from his recent swim in the Imperial Compactor, reflects on his current surroundings.

The first thing I'm gonna do is take a long hot shower....I really stink!

That's IF we get out of here at all! I hope that 'Fossil' can get to that Tractor Beam?

If I had my way, we would have blasted our way out and forget about saving any highnesses tonight...but still I hate to admit it, with all her fiestiness I think she's kind of...ahhh forget it. Keep your wits about you Han, there could be stormtroopers around this very corn-

Oh no you don't!!!

*LASER BLAST* and a stormtrooper falls as the rest of his platoon flees in surprise.

Got him!

With his adrenaline pumping Han gives chase.

Han already down the corridor yells to Luke and Leia, "Get to the ship!"
Chewie stays loyally at his side...well almost at his side, following Solo's mighty war cry.
I'm gonna blast each and every one of you Nerf-herding sons-of-a-Gundark! Here you want some? Come get some, you-, y-you-.
Uh-oh!
Upon the sight of an entire army of Imperial stormtroopers, Han's war cry turns into a full-fledged scream of terror as he backpedals his way down the corridor from which he came, luckily managing to take down a few more of them along the way.
Right now, all this sneaking around doesn't seem so bad after all!
What was Han Thinking?