"When's the last time we went on a date?"
She looked up from her datapad and stared at Han, who was perched on the other end of their sofa, his own datapad in hand. "Last week we went to that reception-"
He cut her off with a dismissive huff. "That doesn't count! We were there in an official capacity. At least you were. Doesn't count as a date, it counts as work."
"Then...I guess…." Dropping her datapad to her lap, Leia bit her lip and pondered. "A date?"
"Yeah."
With a shrug, she came up with, "We went out to dinner when we were on Corellia. Does that count? When was that?"
"Doesn't count, it was during vacation. Plus that was more than six months ago."
"Huh." She frowned a little, and studied him. "Did you have something in mind?"
He waved his datapad in her general direction. "They've re-released 'Escape from Al-Zara'. Thought it might be fun to go see something in a theater. I remember liking it as a kid."
"Might be fun, I remember liking it too."
"How'd you see it? I'd have thought it was off the holos til you were watching movies, I barely remember it myself. They're re-releasing it because of the Imperial ban on it no longer existing."
"Imperial bans on information and art never really stopped my parents from exposing me what they thought was important. My father really liked the movie. He said it was 'historically inaccurate but highly entertaining'." She shrugged, but smiled at him.
"Well, it's a date then. Tomorrow? We can try that new Corellian place before, if you wanna get dinner too."
"That sounds remarkably pedestrian."
He frowned at her. "I'm not so sure that's a yes."
"It's an enthusiastic yes to doing something like normal beings for once." She leaned across to meet his for a quick kiss before returning to her datapad.