Two days earlier, after Onderon's Council Representative Bontri proposed peace negotiations in the Confederacy Parliament.
Count Dooku, who had reached a certain agreement with the Archangel of Death, handed a total of ten Infiltrator-class robots over to General Grievous.
"Send these... 'cleaning robots' to Coruscant. They have all been registered through official channels and will enter an Energy Center on Coruscant's tenth underground level to carry out... 'maintenance work,'" Count Dooku said blandly.
"Ha ha ha ha! That's right, I'll give Coruscant a thorough 'maintenance'!" General Grievous laughed triumphantly.
"The vote on the peace negotiations will begin tomorrow. Make sure these robots go into action after the vote begins!" Count Dooku said.
"Don't worry. This vote is destined to fail!" General Grievous replied.
But Count Dooku merely smiled inscrutably. "No. This vote is destined to succeed."
Coruscant, tenth underground level, warehouse.
A custodian looked at the ten robots lined up before him. They were hemispherical, with what looked like vacuum cleaner attachments on their fronts. He examined them, then compared them with the manual and muttered to himself, "Strange. These cleaning robots seem a size larger than the usual models? Based on their functions, shouldn't they be able to attach directly to instruments and equipment for cleaning? What's the point of making them bigger?"
He scratched his head and said to the robots, "All right, show me your authorization."
All the robots simultaneously extended small holographic displays from their tops, showing their authorization codes. The custodian scanned them, confirmed that everything was in order, and said, "Energy Department authorization? Fine, no problem. Go get to work."
The cleaning robots lined up and headed toward the Energy Center.
At the guard post outside the Energy Center, they presented their authorization again. Though the guard was somewhat puzzled—"Since when did we