From the personal journal of Darth Vader:

I’m sitting here in Dexter’s Diner drinking some blue milk, though not very effectively as the straw doesn’t squeeze too well through the ventilator holes in my mask. It’s relatively quiet in here today. I don’t mean quiet as in nobody’s here; no they’re all just staring at me.

This happens frequently among the people on Coruscant when they haven’t seen a lightsaber used in some time. Or maybe it’s because they fear me so much that they have the poodoo scared out of them.

They’re all staring at me uncertainly. I’m absolutely sure this will get back to my master, The Emperor. He’s going to be angered at my conduct here today.

You think he’d thank me though. It’s not every day you get to behead Jar Jar Binks with a lightsaber.

Perhaps he might be more amused if I prepare something for him…