A deserted street at high noon. Two Jedi face an unknown foe.
Could it be?...
The Endtime Adjuster!
What's this? Armed only with a fishing rod?!
Roused from slumber by the sound of the frey...
something watches from an abandoned building...
"Yes, yes my pretty...Jedi are most succulent!"
Tired from his recent meal, the beast reclines in an alley...
...only to have his curiosity piqued yet again!
"Hey! what's that racket?"
"Cut it out, will ya? That tickles!"
"And I thought my trash can smelt bad!"
"Ha Ha! We were just kidding around!"