wolveria:

Anakin: What is my perfect crime? I break into Tiffany’s at midnight. Do I go for the vault? No, I go for the chandelier. It’s priceless. As I’m taking it down, a woman catches me. She tells me to stop. It’s her father’s business. She’s Tiffany. I say no. We make love all night. In the morning, the cops come, and I escape in one of their uniforms. I tell her to meet me on Tatooine, but I go to Hoth. I don’t trust her. Besides, I like the cold.

Thirty years later, I get a post card. I have a son, and he’s the chief of police. This is where the story gets interesting. I tell Tiffany to meet me on Coruscant by the Monument Plaza. She’s been waiting for me all these years. She’s never taken another lover. I don’t care. I don’t show up. I go to Malachor.

That’s where I stashed the chandelier.

Obi-Wan: ………

Ahsoka: ………

Rex: ………

Anakin: Well, you asked!