[Qui-Gon can't help but chuckle at the memory of the Basilisk. He had fond memories of Dex, compounded by the nostalgia of that old diner from Didi's days of owning it.]
[He starts to set the plates and silverware on the table as he speaks:]
Good for him. I'm glad to hear he's doing well.
[And that would be Obi-Wan getting the first slice. It's the polite thing to do, what with it being his birthday and all.]
[Qui-Gon lowers himself into a seat before speaking up again, this time poking juuuust a bit of fun at the cooking at Dex's. Not that he could do any better, in fact, Qui-Gon's cooking was notoriously worse than anything experienced in all the galaxy, but still.]
I hope you survived the encounter relatively unscathed.
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[He starts to set the plates and silverware on the table as he speaks:]
Good for him. I'm glad to hear he's doing well.
[And that would be Obi-Wan getting the first slice. It's the polite thing to do, what with it being his birthday and all.]
[Qui-Gon lowers himself into a seat before speaking up again, this time poking juuuust a bit of fun at the cooking at Dex's. Not that he could do any better, in fact, Qui-Gon's cooking was notoriously worse than anything experienced in all the galaxy, but still.]
I hope you survived the encounter relatively unscathed.