GM: So, roll your computers!
Kanan's player: Success! I get the transponder masker on. . . but I got a despair.
GM: You get the transponder on just in time for the Star Destroyer not to notice you. . . until the Pig inflates, knocking zeb into the console turning off the transponder during the middle of their scan.
Kanan's player: Oh. . . . darn.
Yeah, we've ALL been there. . . .
Something else....
Ezra's pistol is not your standard blaster pistol, shooting white balls of energy instead of the standard red bolt.