I'll never know exactly what it felt like to fire off a few good shots at some slow-moving Storm Troopers, or lead my rescuers into a smelly garbage chute, or place a medal around the neck of a winking space pirate. But a girl can dream. So if I were princess for a day I would have...

* drop-kicked the interrogator droid and summersault through the door past the towering bad guy

* listened to my womanly intuition that a revenge kiss with a cute farmboy would be regrettable

* proudly walked through the door, laser gun in one hand, dead mynock in the other

* not shied away after the first kiss, except to dim the lights and reapply the lip gloss

* gone one on one with the sleazy bounter trying to make off with my frozen boyfriend (and won)

* blown to bits the slave droid trying to fit me for a metal anything

As I said, a girl can dream.