Disclaimer: Aislinn Vquali and Keaira Laerin are mine, please do not use without permission; All other characters from the Star Wars saga belong to George Lucas and I'm penniless.
'You know what Aislinn?' Keaira asked her friend, the tease in her eyes showing even though the holo. 'I'm up for an experiment.'
From experience, she knew 'experiment' was a term that Keaira usually used before making her throw up from the scenes she told her. 'Did I ever mention that you have an incredibly naughty mind?'
'Oh come on, Aislinn! I wasn't talking about that. Anyway, Skywalker's worse than me. I'd swear he isn't even working half the time. Most of the time, he's a million miles away until I do some threatening. So you want to hear?'
'Worse than you, huh? I'm sure I know that, given all the things you've been telling me. Okay, get on with it.'
'Nope.' 'Keaira Laerin! Get on with it or I'll tell on you!' 'Okay, calm down, I'm telling!'
'You know how they are always on their work non-stop? Okay, except for the moments when Skywalker's light-years away. But anyway, I think they need to snap out of it. I'm not going to be his maid for life...'
'Maid for life? Keaira, come on. You'd love it won't you?'
'Yeah, I'd love it if you just confessed that you liked Kenobi.'
'Shut up about that. I do not. Get on with it.'
'As I was saying, neither of us is going to be around forever. Unless the High Council changes the rules and allows marriage which will be over my dead body anyway. So, what do you say to be mean to them? I'd love doing it.'
'You mean you'd love it when Skywalker goes around trying to snap you out of your mean mood and spoils you.'
'Oh, shut up! Spoils... Crap! He's coming in. Start now, 'okay? I have to run. Meet you tomorrow, details later.'