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a rancor keeper. After several

 

meals, Dooku started to understand

 

the ways of the Jedi.


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Eventually, he trained Grievous in

 

table tennis. This was a

 

big turn from his earlier

 

role as a four-trays-at-a-time waiter

 

at Prince Xizor's Manarai restaurant.

 

The food was good but


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only the richest could afford

 

to eat at an even

 

-numbered table. So, the barometer

 

started to shake as the

 

General smashed his fists down

 

. “I wanted this cooked medium

 

rare! Bring me the chef!"

 

The chef arrived, and was

 

ready for a fight. With

 

his superior fighting skills, the

 

next day he would take

 

on the General. But for

 

a new man who saw

 

the situation, it was about

 

as ridiculous as a pink

 

lightsabre.

"Coward!" (or maybe "custard!")