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"Are you an angel?"

The pretty young lady spat her drink from her mouth in disgust over what had just been said to her. She had just come to this bar for a nice, quiet drink - and some guy had come onto her with the worse pick-up line she had just heard in her life. She turned to face whoever it was who'd just said it. He was gazing at her with a creepy smile, dressed in weird dark attire and had his hair tied into a tiny ponytail.

"I beg your pardon?!"

"An angel! I heard the deep space pilots talk about them. They're the most beautiful creatures in the universe."

The girl frowned in disgust up at the guy saying all this to her. What a weirdo he was, she thought.

"You really are beautiful...not like sand!"

"Sand?" The girl raised an eyebrow, puzzled. "What do you mean?"

"I don't like sand; it's course and rough and irritating - and it gets everywhere!"

Never before had the girl heard such stupidity in all her life. This was certainly not going to win her over to this guy - and to show it, she slapped him hard across the face.

"OW!" The boy yelped as he rubbed his reddening cheek that had just been struck, staring with wide eyes at the girl. "What was that for?!"

"For being a werido!"

The girl turned and walked away with her nose in the air. She joined her female friends where they were all gathered, leaving the boy all by himself - when another male entered the bar and approached him.

"Well, my young padawan." Obi-Wan couldn't keep the smugness out of his tone as he sat down next to his apprentice-in-training. "It appears my senses against you using such pick-up lines on females were justified."

"Leave me alone, Master!" Anakin turned sulkily away from his trainer as he picked up the drink which the bartender had just given to him on the house to drown his misery. "I'm in no mood for your 'I-told-you-so' lectures..."

"You should know by now, Anakin, a Jedi is forbidden to have any attachments..."

"At least I don't fear letting my attachments be known!" Anakin shot a glare up at Obi-Wan. "I'm at least willing to attempt to chat a female up - which you could never do, Master!"

A smiled found its way onto Obi-Wan's face. "I think you'll find, my young Padawan, that I have a pick-up like which is more capable of wooing females over than you comparing them to angels before whining to them about how much you hate sand..."

"Oh really?" Anakin smirked disbelievingly at his Master. "I'll believe that when I see it."

"And see it you shall." Obi-Wan began to make his way over to where all the women in the bar were gathered. "Wait here."

"May the Force be with you, Master!"

Paying no attention to the insincere, sarcastic support of his immature apprentice, the Jedi Master crosses the bar until he was standing where all the ladies were. Barely any of them paid any attention to him, yet he could feel Anakin watching his every move, waiting for him to crash and burn.

With all his courage gathered, Obi-Wan took a deep breath, then let out the pick-up line he had in his head escape from his mouth...causing Anakin's jaw to fall open in shock as every woman turned towards him, letting off awed, swooning squeals as he said it aloud to them all as clearly and charmingly as he could...

"Hello there!"


Gee. If only it were that easy to have girls take interest in you just by saying something as simple as that, eh? Sadly, that line only works if your name is Ewan McGreggor. :(

Oh well. Never mind. We all know that in real-life, the actual ultimate pick-up which is guaranteed to make girls want to talk to you is: "Did you ever hear the tragedy of Darth Plagueis the Wise?"