It's always a cantina

You follow Aayla into the cantina. She instructs you to sit at a table while she finds the pirates you are looking for and interrogates them. She moves out of your sight, minutes pass, but she still doesn't return. You are getting bored, all these people here are lawless gangsters mostly, you hear a few of them proudly telling his friends how he had a fortune from smuggling, others discuss the murders of their rivals... You feel like doing some justice and beating them up right there, but you shouldn't attract too much attention. Besides, the planet doesn't have laws at all, who are you to judge them here?

Lana (thinking): This is sooo lame! I just get to sit here, while Aayla is doing all the work... There aren't any blaster shots, no breaking tables or windows, this mission is a complete boredom... Why did I accept to be sent onto this dead rock again? Well, I know, I wanted to spend some time with Aayla again, but that's not fun if she separates on the mission...

As you were thinking on that, she showed up.

Lana: Finally, that took you long enough!

Aayla: My ways require more time than yours I presume. Maybe I was using my lightsaber less and my wisdom more.

Lana: I don't always start a conversation with a fight either!

Aayla: That would be something new! You were always the first one to jump into one!

Lana: Those times have passed. I have grown up too you know!

Aayla: Then, allow me to get you a drink, big girl!

Lana (taking off her helmet): Thanks, I was growing very thirsty while you were away!

Aayla: I brought your favourite, Juma Juice. hope you haven't changed your taste at least!

Lana: No, not at all, thanks a lot!

Some people start whispering around you. When you look around they jump up from their tables and run out of the cantina.

Gangster: It's her! It's really her!

Gangster: I knew I have seen her before, run, before she takes her lightsaber out again, or worse!

Aayla: Quite the fame you have here. Hmm, guess you haven't changed that much after all...

Lana: I have no idea why they ran off... Maybe last time I have met them, they were witnessing one of my "aggressive negotiations".

Aayla: So that's how you are calling it, when you charge head on into a fight?

Lana: Okay, okay, I got it!

Aayla: I was just teasing you. I'm glad you came with me to this mission, it has been a long time.

Lana: By the way, did you get the info you needed?

Aayla: Yes, that was easier than I thought. The pirate gang was indeed doing some privateer jobs for the Separatists, but I have convinced them to leave our trade routes alone.

Lana: How did you do that?

Aayla: I can be terrible persuasive if I want to be, you know...

Lana: I hope it didn't involve anything that children shouldn't see this time!

Aayla: No, nothing like that... Those times have passed by now. I have to find alternative solutions.

Lana: Such a pity for every male specimen of the galaxy! You have been known as one of the, if not the hottest Jedi in the order! I imagine how it must have hurt the boys when they learnt of your dedication to the Jedi code, by leaving the Special **** and all of it's extras behind!

Aayla: I am not that much different from the other female Jedi. The only difference might by me clothes, as I rarely wear any robes as they do.

Lana: I was going to ask you about that one day, but I just didn't find the appropriate moment for it. So, why the flashy clothes?

Aayla: There is more than one reason for it. As you know, my fellow Twi'lek brothers and sisters are the most sought after slaves in the entire galaxy... Intergalactic stereotypes marked them as the most beautiful creatures and pirates, slavers, all kinds of evil monsters are literally hunting us to sell us as slaves... I have had enough of that and promised to stand up against it!

Lana (thinking): She has been telling me stories about the atrocities her people had to suffer in the past... I don't think that has improved, despite the Republic ban on slavery.

Aayla: I was born into a noble family, but I was kept between the slaves to hide my identity from the slavers. I have seen their suffering and vowed to one day stop slavery in the entire galaxy. Later, during my padawan years, I was captured and had to work as a **** again... Those days still haunt me, the anger and desperation I felt... That led me to killing my owner myself with the ****... When Quinlan returned me to the order, I was told I could no longer be trained as an ordinary Jedi, due to my inner darkness. But they agreed to place me to the Special **** and train me nonetheless. In the end, I left and wanted to be an ordinary Jedi, like most of us. I didn't want my inner darkness to haunt me as it did and felt the only way to combat it is by freeing myself from the darkness. But my goal to free the slaves remains. I want to raise awareness to it with my clothing too!

Lana: That's a noble cause, I am with you!

Aayla: Thank you Lana, I appreciate it! Plus, this outfit helps me go unnoticed and infiltrate places, by telling them I am a ****.

Lana: A clever move!

Aayla: Aand, they are comfortable and look sexy, so I don't have a reason not to wear these!

Lana: Are you sure you were saying the reasons in order of importance...?

Aayla: An other word like that and you are going to pay for the Juma Juices!

Lana: I am broke, being a Jedi doesn't pay anything at all!

Aayla: I am sure you have found ways to earn some money, one way or an other! But don't worry, this one is on me! Like all the times...!

Lana: I'll pay for the next one, I promise!

Aayla: Where have I hear this before...?

Lana: Now that you are saying before... Remember our last time in this cantina...?

Aayla: How could I forget... We were sneaking after Qui-Gon to see what mission he was having here! We followed him to a nearby junk shop!

Lana: Want to relive old memories?

Aayla: We are ahead of schedule, so why not? After you. Let's visit that junk shop again.