"A hard rain fell in Coruscant. From the window of his small living quarters Obi-Wan Kenobi could barely detect a pulsing, throbbing beat. Not the just the window, he thought. No- everywhere. Damn. It must be that bastard Zewa Moll who had just moved upstairs. A Jedi Zewa may be, but a punk kid who played his music too loudly was all that Kenobi would ever see. It could be worse though- at least Moll wasn't into 'boy bands' like Anakin was."
"A hard rain fell in Coruscant. From the window of his small living quarters Obi-Wan Kenobi could barely detect a pulsing, throbbing beat. Not the just the window, he thought. No- everywhere. Damn. It must be that bastard Zewa Moll who had just moved upstairs. A Jedi Zewa may be, but a punk kid who played his music too loudly was all that Kenobi would ever see. It could be worse though- at least Moll wasn't into 'boy bands' like Anakin was."