I really don't know why the fuck this horrible, evil plan came to me, but here you go, folks. Sometimes I sicken myself more than usual.

1) Bring Boushh figure (if you don't recall, this was the bounty hunter that Princess Leia posed as in Return of the Jedi) to the bar.

2) Set action figure on bar.

3) Yell "HE'S HOLDING A THERMAL DETONATOR!" like C-3PO did in ROTJ.

4) Watch everyone freeze in terror, and score free drinks all night. Nobody is gonna fuck with you or Boushh, lest the bounty hunter activate the aforementioned thermal detonator. You're safe because you're the one that came to the bar with Boushh.

If step 4 fails, continue.

5) Watch bar patrons laugh at you, and/or observe the bartender stealing the action figure.

6) Threaten bartender: "if you don't give me back that action figure, I'm going to blow your jaw off your face."

7) Watch bartender laugh at you again.

8) Light stick of dynamite and cram it into bartender's mouth.

9) Watch jaw explode.

10) Tilt bartender's ruined head backwards and insert tea bag into gurgling pool of blood that fills what used to be the oral cavity.

11) Steep tea in blood for 2-3 minutes.

12) Tea's ready! Drink from bartender's throat-crater.

13) Score free drinks all night. You did, after all, just set off a crude version of the thermal detonator that Boushh, your bounty hunter friend, threatened to use earlier. You've also drank blood-tea, which makes you look fierce; combined, these two things make you un-fuck-withable.