I am back up to the top of the Jedi Temple stairs. Again I am winded, but keeping an eye for that crayon nosed freak. I am able to make my way over to the main entrance, when I spot General Kenobi… with a monkey taped to his leg???.
I snap a salute. “General Kenobi, Sir”
“Hey, yer one of them clone fellas, right!”
“Sir, yes Sir” General Kenobi still hasn’t returned my salute. “uhh, Sir” I nod my head up towards my hand.
“Oh, Yeah. Y’all into that military stuff” he finally returns my salute haphazardly.
‘Sir, you seem to have a monkey taped to you leg. Is there a problem?”
“What yer sayin? Yer tryin to say I stole this monkey? Well, I didn’t. I paid fer him fair and square! Y’all disrespectin me and my monkey?”
“No disrespect meant, Sir” I looked around awkwardly. “You don’t happen to know where Anakin Skywalker is do you?”
“Well, Ah might…Ah might, but you have to help me first. Master Yoda is always yellin bout my Cheeto dust, so yer goin to help on a little matter. Don’t go lookin so worried, ma monkey will help yer.” he began to walk into the Temple and I follow.
10 minutes later
(I hate my job some days)