Krennic and Y/N, which is Tarkin's daughter, are dancing together at the anual imperial ball.
Krennic, grinning : You father looks real mad. Are you happy ?
Y/N : Not enough... Keep holding me.
Krennic, laughing : You do are feisty aren't you ? I like that.
Y/N : Stop dreaming Krennic, I'm only dancing with you to piss my father off.
Krennic, smirking : Obviously... Obviously.