No amount of practice in writing business letters had prepared Cayce for this particular challenge: namely, how do you address an intergalactic bounty hunter?
It would've helped, she reflected glumly, if she'd actually read any of the books or whatever in which Fett appeared, because surely his correct title was in there somewhere. Just starting off with "Boba Fett" seemed too familiar; "Mr Fett" was just plain dumb. After several false starts, she finally wrote:
Sir,
I never did thank you for your support when the man Hannibal Lecter arrived here. It was very helpful, since I'd been going through a somewhat rough period, and that particular arrival threw my equilibrium off rather badly.
The other reason I'm writing is that I may need your assistance with regard to a couple of residents of New Orleans Square. I'd rather not write more here, but if I could meet you in person, I'd really appreciate it. Name the time and place.
Sincerely,
Cayce Pollard
Cayce read and re-read this missive a dozen times before finally taking a deep breath and sending it on its way.