Palpatine regarded the irate Jedi Master. As usual, his talent for remembering people came to the for. Selena was the personal trainer of Lance, one of the older Deliverators. He then tried to think of what had transpired that counted as worthy of such an accusation. Trouble was the Jedi were a religion with all sorts of customs, observances and taboos that made little sense to an outsider.
"Perhaps you can be a little more specific." he attempted.
Selena leveled a finger at Palpatine. "You know what you do. Acting all innocent, all the while you and your minions are seducing all about them to the Dark Side."
"Is this about the Darth Valen thing? I only actually found out about the Sith from your Master Windu the other day. I gather they're your enemies and all but I don't really have any meaningful dealings with them anymore. So, how about we discuss this over some Rishi sugar broth? With malberries." said Sheev moving back to the kitchen.
"Ohh, Rishi broth. Yum." boomed Grissol.
Selena paused. Every Gollian loved malberries, ascetic disciples or no.
"No, I will not be tempted and swayed by mere matter," declared Selena.
"Really? They're fresh. Hypered in today, just out of stasis." said Sheev. He picked one off it's runner and tossed it. The small purple fruit landed between Grissol and Serena on the table with a squelch. Both beings eyed it.
Before anyone could speak the door opened and a large, black insectiod entered. In two of it's forelimbs was a smeep heart covered in icing.
"Palpatine! We followed your instructions, but it all went wrong! What do I do, how do I explain this to the Matriach!" said Ithil. It skittered back and forth as it spoke before placing the hearts on the table with accompanying sqelches.
Palpatine turned to a refrigerator and withdrew a holmelon, then thrust it at Ithil.
"Here, bite into this." he said. It may not be a live mammal, but it would do.
Ithil took the large fruit and bit in, relaxing as it began to suck on it.
"Now, let's see. Yes, small translation problem. I will try to be more precise in the future. Heart shaped biscuits, Ithil. Not actual hearts, although good thinking on using smeep instead of a sentient species." said Palpatine.
"Smeep hearts? Can I have one?" said Grissol. Ithil nodded and the Hutt scooped up one of the hearts and placed it in his mouth. "Delicious. Are there more?"
Ithil nodded again.
"There Ithil. It's just a matter of matching the meal to the correct customer. Now here's a more accurate recipie for your mammalian customers and hy don't you show Gris here your current batches?" suggested Palpatine.
Soon Hutt and Gigeri were walking off together. Palpatine turned back to the Jedi.
"Now, where were we? Ah yes. Rishi broth?" he said to the open mouthed Gollian.
Selena kept staring.
"Something about seducing your Jedi with my wicked ways." said Palpatine.
"That was, incredible. You're just helping your rivals?" she said.
"Grissol's not so much a rival as a friend. I learned a lot from him, the cunning old slug. As for Ithil? Her people are making a real effort to join regular society. Far better that they serve people dinner rather than eat them." explained Sheev.
"I, I may have acted hastily. It is unbecoming of a Jedi to do so. For that I apologise. Still there is a small matter." said Selena.
"Well, I will see what I can do. What is it?" he said pushing the bowl towards her.
"Your archivist seduced my Padawan," said Selena.
"Millicent and Lance? On Darth Valen's? That is good, not good news? Hmm, perhaps you should explain." said Palpatine.
Millicent looked down at the desk. "I'm getting fired, aren't I." she said gloomily.
Palpatine wondered briefly at the tenancy for the young to blow everything out of proportion.
"Whatever gave you that idea?" said Palpatine.
"Meeting with the boss after I screwed one of the crew?" said Millicent.
"Oh, let's not be too hasty. If I understood things correctly it's all about boundaries and everyone knowing that it's just a temporary affair. It is, isn't it?" said Palpatine.
"I guess so, yes," said Millicent.
"Good. Now, the Jedi are telepathic. Think on that. I believe Lance's teacher wouldn't have minded so much if her student hadn't broadcast the whole thing to her." said Palpatine.
Milicent turned bright red. "Oh, oh. Ohhh." was all she could manage.
"Yes, quite the feature of telepathy that no one talks about. So, I cannot tell you what to do Milicent, but if you insist on continuing your relationship might I suggest these recipes. The ingredients are said to be tempory psionic dampers. It may help with the descretion. What do you say?" said Palpatine with a smile.