General Kenobi. Years ago you served my father in the Clone Wars. Now he begs you to help him in his struggle against the Empire. I regret that I am unable to present my father’s request to you in person, but my ship has fallen under attack, and I’m afraid my mission to bring you to Alderaan has failed. I have placed information vital to the survival of the Rebellion into the memory systems of this R2 unit. My father will know how to retrieve it. You must see this droid safely delivered to him on Alderaan. This is our most desperate hour. Help me, Obi-Wan Kenobi. You’re my only hope.


Jules: Well let’s go. 

Neha: Wait the bill. You can’t just leave without letting me pay the bill.

Jules: You always think the worst of me don’t you? I mean yeah I’m manipulative and I have the darkness in me but I would never skip out on paying anyone.

Neha: What is the darkness?

Jules: The point is my family owns this place. You don’t need to pay.

Neha: Oh… is that why you chose this place? Is this your way of being nice to me?

Jules: I strongly dislike you so I would do no such thing. I just like the food here.