Anakin and Padme are alone in their secret downtown Coruscant apartment. The war has given both much stress, and the distance has strained their relationship. Anakin is sitting in the living room, watching the latest news clip of his latest heroic action. Padme stomps in, obviously distressed.
Padme: "Are you going to watch that stupid holographic box all day? I told you we're out of food... When are you going to the store?"
Anakin: "As soon as this news clip is over, my precious drop of water."
Padme: (Folding her arms.) "That's what you said after the last clip!"
Anakin: (A bit annoyed that he cannot hear the announcer over her voice.) "Well, I meant this one, my love."
Padme stomps towards the hologram box, yanks a few power cords, and says, "Guess what? News clip is over, I'm pregnant, and we're hungry... Guess who's getting us something to eat?"
Anakin: Anakin sighs, and begins to smirk in a seductive way. "Sugar comet, it's okay. Let me hold you like I did on the lakes of Naboo-"
Padme: "Don't you "Sugar comet" me, Ani. I'm starving... Get me something... Now!"
Anakin: "But blueberry!"
Padme: "Anakin."
Anakin: "Yes, my love?"
Padme: "Shut up and get me some chocolate."
Anakin: "Yes, dear..."