Anakin felt a warning within the Force before his Master entered the refectory, so he was somewhat prepared for the sight that greeted him.
Master Obi-wan had just recently been assigned a short term infiltration assignment on the rim world of Anarka. He was due to ship out sometime later this afternoon and was dressed for the occasion.
He wore a fitted black shirt, high laced metal-toed boots, and a pair of leather pants that might as well have been sown on. He had also been forced to shave his beard and trim his hair in short spikes, taking years off his apparent age. Female jedi (and a few males a well) were suddenly sitting up, taking notice, and understanding exactly why the famous 'Kenobi the Sithkiller' was known as 'ladykiller' once upon a time.
Obi-wan, either oblivious to or simply ignoring the sudden attention, grabbed a tray and sat himself down across from his padawan.
"That's a new look for you."
"You think this is bad? Master K'Noac wanted to give me a tongue ring; I managed to talk him down to a stud for my ear."
Anakin examined the small metal ball thoughtfully.
"Tasteful."