โDuchess Satine. You like her.
Itโs obvious, master.
Donโt you lie to me.โ
One foot after the other, he
follows Obi~Wan Kenobi
as he is approaching the
bar area.
Embarrassing as this may
sound, the Padawan orders
a chilled glass of water.
"What? ๐๐ฐ.
Anakin, she's not myโธป"
Cue the deep sigh as he enters the club, wasting no time approaching the bar.
"Are we even talking about the same person?"
"There's nothing against us Jedi having a drink or two, my young padawan. Besides... I believe it's needed after dealing with a certain ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด-๐ต๐ฐ-๐ฃ๐ฆ."