She settles her hand back on the wheel, finally slowing the speeder as it approaches the guardhouse. The person in it recognizes the vehicle (and probably the two heads in it) and raises the gate, allowing the landspeeder to zip through.

Plourr glances back at the receding guardhouse, swiftly being lost among the green and orange trees and foliage lining the private road. "So where are the guards, anyway?"