A while later Jar Jar and Mace were playing sabac in Padme's apartment when the comm-talk bleeped.

"Ooh, that is definately Obi-Wan, Anakin, or Yoda." he said, then he thought, "Or Padme!"

Mace picked up the comm-talk and switched it on. "Hello?"

Anakin's head appeared and Jar Jar grinned, all proud of himself.

Mace turned back to Anakin's hologram. "I'm so glad you called. Obi-Wan told me what happened. Y'know he's really upset about it."

"Not as upset as he's gonna be when he finds out what I did with his tunics!" Anakin replied with a sly grin.

"What did you do to his tunics?" Mace asked suspiciously.

Anakin grinned again. "Let's just say there's a well-dressed pack of dugs on Tatooine. Hey Mace listen is-is Jar Jar there? I gotta ask him something about the ship."

"Yeah, he's here. Hold on a second." he said, handing the comm-talk over to Jar Jar

"Hey Ani!"

"Hey JJ! Listen, this wooden box keeps sliding out from under the seat. What is it?" he asked, holding up a wooden box.

"Oh that's Boss Nass." he said, watching as Anakin held the box away from him. "And thanks Anakin he'sa having a really great time." Jar Jar added and Anakin smiled again.

Just then the door opened and Obi-Wan walked in. As he saw the hologram of Anakin he ran over to the couch. "Is that Anakin? Is that Anakin? Let me talk to him! I wanna talk to him!"

"Okey-dey Anakin? Obi-Wan's here, hessa wondering…" Anakin's hologram disappeared and Jar Jar shrugged. "Okay, messa guessen hessa run out of change." Jar Jar stated, handing the comm-talk back to Mace.

"Y'know, he won't even talk to me. How am I going to apologize to him if he won't even talk to me?" Obi-Wan sighed as he slumped down on the couch next to Mace.

"Well, maybe you should send him something. So that when he gets to Mustafar he'll know that you're sorry." Mace suggested

"That's a good idea. I wonder where I could get a basket of Sith…" Obi-Wan wondered.

"No, don't-don't say youssa sorry with Sith!" Jar Jar protested.

"Really?" Obi-Wan asked, a little surprised.

"Y'know what youssa should send him? A cartoon of deathsticks. 'Cause that why he could trade it for protection. No... That's prison."

"Okay JJ..." Yoda said as he hobbled in. "Know how we're going to figure this out, I do. Okay, mind you must clear and first thing that comes into your head, you must answer. Okay?"

"Uh-hmm." Jar Jar nodded.

"Like better what do you, Gungan or Gundark?"

"Gungan, duh!"

"Rather be, who would you? Jedi or Chancellor?"

"Jedi"

"Mad at me, why are you?"

"Youssa said I was boring--Ohh!" Jar Jar suddenly realised what he had just said.

"Say you were boring, when did I!" Yoda asked, surprised.

"Oh my God, messa remembers now! We was playing sabac!"

"Jar Jar! Never played sabac have you and I!"

"Oh, come on! Yes, remember that time on the frozen lake? We was playing sabac, youssa said I was boring, and then you took off your energy mask and youssa were Cameron Diaz!" Jar Jar suddenly realised what he had just said. "Okay, there's a chance this might have been a dream!"