Kenobi In Trouble

A phone call I got tonight. From Kenobi it was. "Master? Uh, I'm in a little trouble." "Kenobi? Where you are?" "I'm in jail." "What?! Doing what there you are?!" "It ain't my fault! I swear! I was just in Sporty Sports Bar watchin' wrasslin on the TV there, and this one drunk feller started carryin' on about how wrasslin is fake and all. So I just thought, you know, I'd show him some wrasslin' moves just to prove it ain't fake. So all I did was body slam him and put him in a choke-hold and whatnot, that's all. Then the police come and they arrested me for assault! But I wasn't fightin' or nuthin', I swear!" "Hold on, Kenobi. Be right there I will." To the jail Windu and I rushed. Finally, the desk where bail they arrange, we found. "Please," I asked the lady there, "what I have to do to get Kenobi out, tell me. Do anything I will. Pay anything I will. Like a son to me he is." "That will be 12,000 credits." "What?! Rot in there he can!" "Yoda!" Windu said. "We can't just let him stay in there, man! That's not right!" "How much money on you, have you?" "I have 25 credits in my checking account." "Good! Only 11,975 credits more we need!" "Ok, ok. But what about the Order's petty cash account? We have enough there." "Fine, but if to pay for Kenobi's bail we use the money, get that ice cream machine for the Temple cafeteria we can not." "Ooh. Well, maybe you're right, man. I mean it won't hurt him to stay in jail for a night or two." "Then agreed we are." "Wait! It just occurred to me, the person behind the desk is female!" "So?" "Well, look at me, man! They haven't made a woman who can resist the Mace Windu prettiness! All I have to do..." "No, Windu. Whatever thinking you are, no." "Nah, it'll be fine! You'll see! I'll just work my charms around her and she will be puddy in my hands, man! Just watch." Turn out well this can not, to myself I thought. Up to the desk he sauntered. Then, on it he leaned. "So," Windu said to the lady, "how about I take you out and let you sample some Mace Windu sweetness?" At him she smiled. "Come closer, baby." Back at me Windu looked and winked. Then closer he leaned. "So," the lady asked, "what did you say your name was? Mace, was it? How appropriate." Then this little spray bottle she whipped out and directly into Windu's face she sprayed. "Aaaaaaaah!!!!" Windu yelled, "Aaaaah! MY EYES!!! MY EYES!!!" Great. Kenobi in jail, and now a screaming Windu on my hands I had. Tomorrow - The Trial of Obi-Wan Kenobi ****** His 100th post, Jar Jar has done! Good job, Jar Jar!