Disclaimer: I do not presently own Star Wars.
This is based on the popular theory that chocolate helps stabilize women's moods. I figure, if it works for moody women, maybe it could work for moody guys, too?
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"You're going down a path I can't follow!" wailed Padmé. She stood on the volcanic planet Mustafar before her husband, who was obviously not in the best of moods. In fact, she had a feeling that she was about to see him at his very worst.
"Because of Obi-wan?" he added to her statement.
"Because of what you've done!"
Suddenly, he was looking beyond her. She turned to see what had captured his attention: Obi-wan stood on the boarding ramp of her starship.
"You!" Anakin snarled. "You brought him here to destroy me!" His hand went up, his fingers made a squeezing motion, and he began to choke Padmé with the Force.
"No! Anakin! Stop!" Obi-wan's voice rang out. "She didn't bring me here! I stowed away! And I'm not here to destroy you; I just came to bring you your daily dose of chocolate, which you forgot to take both yesterday and today!" Obi-wan held out a plastic bag of chocolate chips. Anakin dropped Padmé and went running across the landing platform to Obi-wan. He snatched the bag away, ripped it open, and practically inhaled the chocolate chips. He closed his eyes for a full minute; when he opened them again, he blinked in confusion.
"Hey! Where in the galaxy am I? It's really hot! How'd I get here anyway? And – hey, what's going on? Padmé, what happened? Are you okay? Obi-wan! I thought you were supposed to be killing General Grievous! How come you're here? What is this?"
Obi-wan didn't answer him; he was too busy helping a coughing Padmé to her feet. "Sorry about that, Senator. He gets a little out of control when he misses his dose of chocolate. His mood swings just take over. Don't mind him. Oh! and may I advise you to always keep some chocolate on hand? He's forgotten it before, and I'm sure he will again!"