Song: Mama, My Chemical Romance.

Blast hot weather, Qui-Gon fumed. If there was a hell, he was in it. He was dying; he was drenched in sweat.

"Don't be so childish," Tahl scoffed.

Qui-Gon glared at her. "If you'd let me shave it-"

"Don't you dare, you rebel!" Tahl exploded, fanning herself. "Can't you behave yourself?"

Qui-Gon glowered at her. "You wouldn't know if I did shave it," he smirked.

"Just because I'm blind doesn't mean I wouldn't... know!" Tahl spluttered. "You are not shaving! Stop whining!"

"Who made you my mother?" Qui-Gon grumbled, wiping sweat off his chin.