Obi-Wan lifts his head just enough to grin. "Hold that thought.

Without moving away from Matt, he lifts a hand and the door opens. A cart enters on its own and the rat who was pushing it squeaks confirmation from the door.

"Thank you, my friend."

Thee door closes and the cart continues over to them. It has wheels, but Obi-Wan isn't bothering with that: he just floats it over so they can reach without actually moving away from each other.

Under the transparisteel dome is a range: a mound of profiteroles, mini cheesecakes, and yes, a bowl of melted chocolate with fruits to use with it.

"I hope that doesn't count as a fountain."