This week class would be meeting not in the flight shed, but in a Danger Shop that looked quite a bit like a Star Destroyer, if that Star Destroyer made a side trip through Vegas and woke up accidentally married to someone it met in a casino.
"Welcome to the
Errant Venture," Jaina began. "This is a Star Destroyer that belongs to an old family... friend? who got a hold of it, painted it red, and turned it into a flying party that sometimes hosts sabacc tournaments."
Anakin was looking around in dismay. "I thought this was a computer glitch. It looks like this on purpose?"
"Yep! Ben was born on this ship," Jaina said, just because she wanted to see his reaction.
Anakin wrinkled up his nose in distaste. "It hardly seems sanitary."
"It's fine," Jaina grinned, and looked to the class. "Normally these ships are definitely sterile-looking, with plenty of officers manning them. They're military ships, and this particular ship used to be just like them."
"Until it got drunk in Las Vegas," Anakin muttered.
Jaina was not going to laugh. She was going to be professional. She'd laugh later.
"For this class, you're going to get to check things out and explore. Extra credit to anyone who finds something that'll make Professor Skywalker finally lose it about this place."
It wouldn't be that hard. Anakin was looking super judgemental.