Kit Fisto was worried.

His best friend,Aayla Secura,was missing.
it was 3 days since the last time anyone saw Aayla. Kit knew. Kit checked.
Commander Bly told him that he didn't see her since they came back from a mission behind enemy lines,4 days ago.
Obi-wan told him that he saw her 3 days ago,and that Kit looks like he needs some sleep.
Master Windu gave him a weird look. So did master Allie.
Agan told Kit that Kit gives him "the creeps".
No youngling saw Aayla. He asked every single on of them. master Galia banished him from the classroom,saying something about him scaring the little ones.
the end to his rampage across the temple came when he entered master Yoda's chambers when the grandmaster was taking a shower,in order to ask the elder Jedi master about Aayla.

the angry,water-soaked grandmaster called an emergency meeting of the high Jedi council.
"Allowed to keep investigating in the temple,master Fisto must not."
"Agreed." said master koon. "he's interrupting the peace in the temple."
And so,Kit was banished from the Jedi temple.

A day and 5 underworld connections later,Kit was on his way to an infamous club named "The Dancing Twile'k". He wore his special underworld cloacks,who gave him (to his opinion) a gloomy,serious look. Plo said he just looked stupid.
the air was filled with death sticks and cigarettes smoke,and Kit sensitive eyes could barely see through the cloud of smoke. A hand reached through the cloud and grabbed Kit's shoulder.
"You,Nautolan scumbag." Said a Duros male,who held in his hand a couple of death sticks. "I don't remember any Nautolan on the guest list."
"Well,check again." said Kit,weaving the Force in his voice. "I should be on that list."
The Duros looked at the paper he was holding. "Yes,I see... Come on in,mister Derla." he said,his voice a bit dim.
"Thank you very much" smiled Kit,his eyes still tearing from the smoke. "Do..do you have a non smoker zone?"
The Duros laughed. "Of course not."
Kit smiled faintly. "of course."
Kit walked through the Duros and spotted Aayla immediately. She sat near the closest table to stage,her feet on tha table,drinking something green from a schooner.
Kit walked toward her when another Duros stopped him. The female Duros was accompanied by a beautiful Twile'k wearing very,very little cloth. Kit noticed the Duros holding a little detonator of some sort,and that the Twile'k wore shock collar.
"Pardon," said the master Jedi politely,"I'm trying to get to my friend there-"
"No,No" said the Duros with heavy accent. "You want death sticks,yes?"
"Quite the opposite,really" he said with an embarrassed smile.
her eyes lit up. She pushed one stick to his hand. "It's good,very good." she promised.
"I said no." Kit insisted quietly.
"Of course,of course." said the drug-dealer with courtesy,a big,shiny smile on her face.
"Is there a problem?" came the Duros security guard. He noticed that Kit held the death stick without using it. "What's wrong,fish face? It's your first time?"
"Ah..emm..." muttered Kit.
"Here,let me do it for ya." he took a drink from a waitress tray that passed nearby and emptied the death stick into the blue drink,that changed color into a shiny green. He looked at Kit with expectation.
"Well?" the Duros demanded. "Are you going to drink it or what?"
Kit took the drink with worry and looked at it. It shined. Kit was pretty sure that drinks are not supposed to shine.
"Drink it,fish face." The Duros said,a menacing tone sneaking to his voice.
Kit drank it all. It was disgusting. And his head was spinning. He walked to Aayla's table,very slowly. Very very slowly. His head hurt so much.
"Hey there..Aayl..Aayla." he felt like his tongue was fighting him. He bit her.
She turned to face him. God she's gorgeous.
"Kit?" she asked with concern. "What are you doing here?"
"I..I looked for you." The Neutolan swallowed. "the whole d-damm planet."
"Kit,you didn't took death sticks,didn't you?"
"Don't ch-change the subject!" he shouted. "You were gone and I wa-was sad and..you were gone and I thought you were dead and I was scared and sad and y-you were gone and I don't feel very well." He puke on the floor.
"Kit, I think you're-"
"Let me f-finish. You were g-gone for 5 days and that's almost a week and that's way to l-long for me to not see you and..and.."
"Kit,are you crying?"
"And that's not O.K and you,you shouldn't do this a-again,'kay?" Kit hiccupped. That's funny,he didn't know that Neutolans could hiccup.
"Okay,Kit." Aayla said with soothing voice.
"You promise?" asked Kit,his voice almost childish.
"I promise." She said,a smile on her face.
"Aayla,am I-I drunk?" he said with confusion.
"Something like that,yes."
"Are you drunk?"
"Definitely." she smiled.
"And no one here knows we're J-Jedi,right?"
"Yes."
"So I can d-do this,right?"
He leaned forward and kissed her,his hand holding her cheek to pull her even closer.
He couldn't remember what happened later,but the important thing is that he found Aayla.