[The Jedi have many haunts throughout the galaxy, for certain, let alone Coruscant itself--the home to the Temple, and the Jedi as a whole. But even still, the small restaurant nestled in the Coco Town neighborhood of the Senate District would hardly strike most as one of Master Obi-Wan Kenobi's favorite visits in all of Coruscant--an uncharacteristically, well, questionable place for any upstanding individual, much less a Jedi Master. But it's surprise that Obi-Wan embraces with cheery and unperturbed ease, much the same way he tends to embrace a lot of things in life--and, as far as he's concerned, there's certainly nothing to be embarrassed about anyway. He still remembers his first visit here somewhat, brought along by Qui-Gon to his great bemusement and finding himself inexplicably endeared ever since, both by the food and the Besalisk chef at the head. So the tradition had begun--indeed, this is far from the first time that he's brought Anakin to Dex's Diner.
And, with any luck, this won't be the last time either. Visits to any place involving winding down grow ever scarcer these days, with the war at hand--but still, Obi-Wan fully plans to take advantage of the times they can.
Dex, as always, is glad to see them--and, as usual, Obi-Wan takes up the brunt of the formalities while Anakin surveys the area (a habitual system that's served them well both in and out of wartime situations, really). They drift towards the tables at length and still Obi-Wan's perpetually serene good cheer persists, leaving not a trace of a hint as to any ulterior motives to be had in bringing Anakin here to start--but Anakin, on the other hand, had never been quite as adept at shielding his own sorts of ulterior motives. Turning just in time to find Anakin shifting into that particular sort of stance (a few years and anybody would know that look, really, Jedi Knight or no), Obi-Wan arches an eyebrow slightly...but the cause for Anakin's sudden demeanor remains unidentified for the moment, as the latter speaks up as if on cue.
And that earns a laugh, goodnatured as always in the face of Anakin's sarcasm. Obi-Wan glances around himself, and moves towards their usual table by the wide window overlooking the bustling street out front.] Well, tea certainly does sound like a good idea! I could go for a cup of sapir about now, actually... [He nods to FLO, the droid waitress drawing up to meet them, and she agreeably starts punching into her datapad as Obi-Wan settles into a seat, hands folding neatly on the table and casting Anakin a wry smile.] Patience, Anakin--haven't you done your fair share of swindling last week already? I'd be surprised the Commander has any savings to spare for a second round at all, at this point--and you know as well as I do that dishonesty is not his strong suit. Leave the poor man be! At least Rex would almost stand a fighting chance.
[Absentmindedly he reaches over for the menu flimsy on the table, paging idly through it without really reading it--he's already memorized most of the menu at this point, after all, but old habits die hard.]
But that besides, a journey to Corellia ought not be made on an empty stomach--we all know this. Besides, I believe I do still owe you lunch, after that last battle's droid count. Even if I'm still pretty sure Artoo cheated on the counting that time....
[Maybe it's just been awhile since he last stopped by Dex's. Maybe he's a man of his word. You decide, Anakin--and so Obi-Wan muses along, prodding at the flimsy, still blissfully unaware of Anakin's sudden subliminal pastry experience.] Will it be the usual for you? Nerf steak, of course, and one of those blue milkshakes? Unless you're actually wanting to give a cup of ardee's a try this time--
[ he could hear it before it happened— patience, anakin, an ever repeating line that follows his every course of action. he almost rolled his eyes but years of being in obi-wan's company has him mastering the technique of pretending to look at something else rather than rolling his eyes. there's no hiding the hint of frustration, however. that could be due to various things that's going on in this young jedi knight's life, no reason to look further into it. and he doubts obi-wan would; his master is many things, but his ability to talk about what's bothering anakin is on par with anakin's ability to talk about them.
and it's worked out so far. such is the jedi way, or he suppose, their way. ]
Hey, I always give it back! [ he protests indignantly, any display of betrayal and trickery towards the troops, you know his troops (theirs but...), is unacceptable. he would never treat them like that. unless it was a fair game and there were sore losers around, then he might say it would only be right to teach them a lesson in knowing when to quit. oh the irony is there, he just choses to ignore it. ] Eventually. For example, the last time we were back from a mission, I took Rex out for nerf steaks.
[ he says proudly until it reminded him of how shocked and hesitant rex was in accepting it. then a bit awkwardly, he rubs the back of his neck and his expression edges on a grimace ] You should've seen the look on his face.... It's like I told him to [ he gestures vaguely and lets it drop. ]
Anyway, thank you, Master. You do owe me lunch because Artoo never lies. [ besides the fact that he's anakin's favourite astromech in the whole wide galaxy, that he's also anakin's wedding present from padme, and that every time he looks at the little dependable droid, he thinks fondly of padme in her senatorial apartments, light years away. ]
And I think I'll be having that cake. [ he tips his head towards the caged cake, then fixes obi-wan with a determined stare and the beginnings of a boyish smirk that hasn't been lost in the war yet. ] Then the nerf steak. And the blue milkshake.
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And, with any luck, this won't be the last time either. Visits to any place involving winding down grow ever scarcer these days, with the war at hand--but still, Obi-Wan fully plans to take advantage of the times they can.
Dex, as always, is glad to see them--and, as usual, Obi-Wan takes up the brunt of the formalities while Anakin surveys the area (a habitual system that's served them well both in and out of wartime situations, really). They drift towards the tables at length and still Obi-Wan's perpetually serene good cheer persists, leaving not a trace of a hint as to any ulterior motives to be had in bringing Anakin here to start--but Anakin, on the other hand, had never been quite as adept at shielding his own sorts of ulterior motives. Turning just in time to find Anakin shifting into that particular sort of stance (a few years and anybody would know that look, really, Jedi Knight or no), Obi-Wan arches an eyebrow slightly...but the cause for Anakin's sudden demeanor remains unidentified for the moment, as the latter speaks up as if on cue.
And that earns a laugh, goodnatured as always in the face of Anakin's sarcasm. Obi-Wan glances around himself, and moves towards their usual table by the wide window overlooking the bustling street out front.] Well, tea certainly does sound like a good idea! I could go for a cup of sapir about now, actually... [He nods to FLO, the droid waitress drawing up to meet them, and she agreeably starts punching into her datapad as Obi-Wan settles into a seat, hands folding neatly on the table and casting Anakin a wry smile.] Patience, Anakin--haven't you done your fair share of swindling last week already? I'd be surprised the Commander has any savings to spare for a second round at all, at this point--and you know as well as I do that dishonesty is not his strong suit. Leave the poor man be! At least Rex would almost stand a fighting chance.
[Absentmindedly he reaches over for the menu flimsy on the table, paging idly through it without really reading it--he's already memorized most of the menu at this point, after all, but old habits die hard.]
But that besides, a journey to Corellia ought not be made on an empty stomach--we all know this. Besides, I believe I do still owe you lunch, after that last battle's droid count. Even if I'm still pretty sure Artoo cheated on the counting that time....
[Maybe it's just been awhile since he last stopped by Dex's. Maybe he's a man of his word. You decide, Anakin--and so Obi-Wan muses along, prodding at the flimsy, still blissfully unaware of Anakin's sudden subliminal pastry experience.] Will it be the usual for you? Nerf steak, of course, and one of those blue milkshakes? Unless you're actually wanting to give a cup of ardee's a try this time--
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and it's worked out so far. such is the jedi way, or he suppose, their way. ]
Hey, I always give it back! [ he protests indignantly, any display of betrayal and trickery towards the troops, you know his troops (theirs but...), is unacceptable. he would never treat them like that. unless it was a fair game and there were sore losers around, then he might say it would only be right to teach them a lesson in knowing when to quit. oh the irony is there, he just choses to ignore it. ] Eventually. For example, the last time we were back from a mission, I took Rex out for nerf steaks.
[ he says proudly until it reminded him of how shocked and hesitant rex was in accepting it. then a bit awkwardly, he rubs the back of his neck and his expression edges on a grimace ] You should've seen the look on his face.... It's like I told him to [ he gestures vaguely and lets it drop. ]
Anyway, thank you, Master. You do owe me lunch because Artoo never lies. [ besides the fact that he's anakin's favourite astromech in the whole wide galaxy, that he's also anakin's wedding present from padme, and that every time he looks at the little dependable droid, he thinks fondly of padme in her senatorial apartments, light years away. ]
And I think I'll be having that cake. [ he tips his head towards the caged cake, then fixes obi-wan with a determined stare and the beginnings of a boyish smirk that hasn't been lost in the war yet. ] Then the nerf steak. And the blue milkshake.