It's a lovely day in the Old Republic. The Separatists have withdrawn to the world of Utapau, leaving the Jedi to celebrate at the temple with lots of Corellian ale. Recovering from their massive hangovers, three Jedi Knights- Mace Windu, Obi-Wan Kenobi, and Anakin Skywalker- grab their speeder bikes and head off to the nearest diner for lunch, where Anakin's love Padmé works to afford her apartment. Hey, it was either that or cleaning toilets.
So, boys, what will we be having? How about you, Mr. Windu?
I'll have a muthafrackin' slice of pizza.
I'm sorry, we don't have any "muthufracking slices of pizza". How about....
I want my slice of muthafrackin' pizza, lady!
whispering Just give him a slice of pizza!
Oh... what'll you have, Master Obi-Wan?
I'll have a club sandwich and a diet soda.
Okay... what about you, Anakin?
Me? Oh, I'll have... uh, I'll have...so hot...
Very smooth, Anakin.
I'm... I'm not going to have anything.
Okay gentlemen, your meals will be with you shortly.
You have such a special way with women.
Whoa... what the muthafrack is that?
What is what?
By the Force, it's a Sith... eating French Toast!
I think I just lost my appetite.
A muthafrackin' Sith? Come on, lets muthafrack him!
But that's not the Jedi way!
Neither is staring at hot waitresses.
Oh, all right...
Hey boys... Wait! What are you doing!?
Take this, muthafracker!
Boys! Boys! This place is a mess! What's going on here!?
No, its okay, Padmé....I just knocked over a glass and these nice Jedi helped me sweep up the pieces. They didn't do anything wrong.
Is this true?
Did you get your hair cut, Padmé? It looks very professional.
Well...now that you mention it...
muttering Kiss up.
I better get going. I need to go to Darth-Mart and pick up my coupons! Unlimited coupons!
What a muthafrackin' loser!
Not much of a Sith, is he?
Not much of a driver either. He just backed his Destroyer into three speeder bikes.