Wow.
He did indeed look ravishing, without the beard. He had already gotten several compliments on his way to Siri's. //Master Sexy is back!// he thought to himself.
Just when Obi-Wan was passing by the Room of a Thousand Fountains, he saw It.
It was the mob that Anakin, his traitorus Padawan, had aquired after winning the Hottest Jedi of The Month two weeks ago. Screaming girls, and a few guys, swarmed around the now pompous Skywalker.
Obi-Wan found himself clenching his fists together unconsciously. //Stop it, Kenobi!// he reprimanded himself mentally, //Anger leads to the Dark side! Chicks don't like that in a guy!//
Obi-Wan tried to sneak past the room without being noticed, for he was on his way to Siri's to get his hair cut. He had had to bribe her with some Alderaanian chocolates though to get her to cut his hair.
Unfortunately for him, just at that moment, Anakin turned around. "Why hello there, Master, on your way to your shuffleboard class? Where's your walker?"
Anakin's groupies started to laugh. And laugh. And laugh.
Obi-Wan hurried away, trying to stop himself from wringing his Padawan's neck with the Force. //Just you wait, Sandboy, Kenobi will have his revenge...//