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When the Ethics class arrived in the Danger Shop, they stepped into an entirely different world.

An incredibly dry, hot one. That smelled really bad.

Anakin waved his hand around the room. "Welcome to the embodiment of gluttony," he said, "the palace of a Hutt."

He concentrated on the controls on the far side of the room, and the simulation sprung to life: dozens of beings drinking, eating, and dancing, with all activity centered around a vile slug of a beast laying on the raised dais at the front of the room.

In a place of honor on the wall was a man, face twisted in a silent scream but his features obscured beyond recognition, encased in silver. Anakin ignored it as he walked past to point at the creature on the dais. "That," he said, nose wrinkling in disgust, "is a Hutt. This particular version was named Jabba, one of the most powerful crime lords in the galaxy." A grim smile turned the corners of his mouth up. "At least until he met my children."

He shook his head. "That is neither here nor there. Today is an interactive experience for you, class. Take a good hard look around. See the effects that gluttony can have."

His eyes went flat. "Touch any of the dancing girls and you'll regret it. That's a promise."

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Not at all. Which was why that look Katchoo gave her wasn't slightly guilty. At all. The leaning in was undisputable, though.

"I've tapped out my on-the-run supply for the year anyway."

Francine nodded. "And I'm pretty sure Merlin would play along, but I can't see Arthur agreeing to pretend he just came back from a renfaire, somehow."

It wasn't that Katchoo would be privy to things Francine was going to think later that night, it was just that the idea had universal appeal. Or something. "I would actually pay good money, if I had it, to see Arthur versus your mom, Francie."

"...he'd try to tell her to go brush her hair. He told me to tell her that."

"And just her reaction to that'd make it worth it. Y'know, Student Council'd make a killing if they set up popcorn carts for this weekend."

"Oh man, the sorority should've done that." Which made her a little glum. "It won't be the same without Turtle there. I mean, I love pink, but she kept it under control."

"There's never enough control for pink," Katchoo groused. "You're all doomed now."

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