Just when you think your players are going to go through your carefully planned adventure in exactly the way your predicted...

Oh wait. Good GMs never think that.

Transcript

Tion Medon: We thank you for your visit, but you must leave.
Tion Medon: Surely there are events... elsewhere in the Galaxy that require your attention.
Obi-Wan: Don't you want my help?
Tion Medon: We will handle this ourselves.
Obi-Wan: I have a battalion of clone troopers in orb—
Tion Medon: You have fuel. Now go.
Obi-Wan: Um. I see.
Obi-Wan: Until we meet again, then.
{Obi-Wan walks away, back to his ship}
Obi-Wan: Commander Cody?
Cody: {over radio} Yes, sir?
Obi-Wan: The Separatists are here but the natives don't want our help. I'm sending my ship back to you an auto-pilot while I sneak in anyway. I'll keep this line open; relay anything important back to the Jedi Council.
GM: Can I see your skill level in Not Taking A Hint? I think you must be cheating.