A/N: Elano is the alien from AOTC who tries to sell Obi-Wan death sticks
It had been almost two years since he had seen Elano Sleazebaggano, but the time had done little to change the scummy appearance of the alien being. He casually walked to the bar, seating himself next to Sleazebaggano. The alien's eyes went wide as he noticed the Jedi sitting next to him.
"Whatever it is, I didn't do it," Sleazebaggano said hastily. Obi-Wan chuckled. Obviously Sleazebaggano did not remember their brief encounter 2 years before.
"Yes, well, I need to ask you a few questions, Mr. Sleazebaggano."
"Uh, I don't know anything, and most people just call me 'the Sleaze'," Elano said, cautiously looking over his shoulder. Obi-Wan sighed, and waved his hand in front of Sleazebaggano's face, watching his expression turn blank. He had not wanted to resort to using mind tricks, but if that's what it took to find Padmè, he was willing to do it. For Anakin's sake, and the sake of his unborn child.
"You will tell me everything I need to now," he said in a soothing, hypnotic voice.
"I will tell you everything you need to know," The 'Sleaze' repeated in monotone. Anakin, who had been watching his master from the other side of the bar, snorted loudly.
"Have you sold any Odarian spices lately?" Obi-Wan asked, ignoring Anakin.
"About two months ago. It was just after the bust, but I was offered a large number of credits for my… services," Elano replied.
"Who did you sell them to?"
"I…I don't know. It was dark, and the guy wore a hood. Human, by the sound of him."
"You don't remember anything about who you sold to?" Anakin broke in. Elano glared at him.
"Hey, I'm tryin' here," Elano said haughtily. Anakin grabbed the alien's collar, raising him off the barstool.
"Try harder," he said through clenched teeth. Obi-Wan frowned at his former apprentice.
"We have a job to do Anakin, try not to upset him." Anakin rolled his eyes and dropped Elano back onto the stool.
"It…it was a guy named Sidious. He said he needed it f-for a friend."
Anakin felt is heart speed up.
"Where did he go afterwards?"
"T-towards the warehouse b-y Dex's Diner," he stuttered. Anakin's mouth fell open. Of course! The one place that they hadn't bothered looking. He ground his teeth, looking at Obi-Wan.
"Let's go," he said, throwing Sleazebaggano to the side. The alien sailed through the air, landing atop the head of one of the alien band members. He looked up angrily, but the Jedi were already gone.
"Next time, I'll take payment, and it will be before I tangle with two Jedi," he whispered bitterly.