Master Yaddle

Yaddle, this female's name is. A fellow Jedi Master she is. And the hots for me she has. This morning, under my door this note I found: Sweet Babboo, Like me do you? Circle One: Yes No xoxoxo, Yaddle Silly this is! In junior high school we are?! First of all, this sort of thing, the Jedi Oath forbids. Allowed to start romantic relationships we are not. No, easy this is not. Why piped to every shower in the Jedi Temple only cold water is, this is. Even if the case this were not, "hook up", as Young Skywalker says, with Master Yaddle I would not. Almost 900 year old I am. Only 477 years old she is! Rob the cradle I will not! Scandalous that would be. Foolish, I would look. No business, being with a young girl like that, an old man like me has. Besides, take it my heart could not! Why attracted to a "geezer" (another Young Skywalker word) like me she is, I know not. Maybe great-great-great-great grandaddy issues she has. Anyway, work these May/December romances do not. But break it to her that way, I will not. Let her down gently I must. I know, tell her "You it is not, me it is," I will. Yes, always that line works. Atleast get her to stop calling me her "Sweet Babboo" I must. Getting on my nerves that is.