"Apparently," Ahsoka muttered. Her discontent was quick to melt, though. "I don't really work here, at least not by J-Prime's books. But I'm Master Anakin's Padawan, so he can't really kick me out." Well. Jamie easily could, but Ahsoka behaved better than most of the actually employees, and she would have a mean pout if Jamie tried to send her packing.
Her eyes lit up some when she mentioned Anakin, but the subject quickly changed. "No problem. I wasn't sure what you liked so I brought a few things. It all looked good. Oh, and, um.." She looked down at the other bag. "You used to have my room, right? I think this is your stuff. It just showed up there a few days ago."