"Put me down now."
"Nope."
"Obi-Wan Kenobi, put me down right now."
"Not until you say yes."
"Obi, I have to go. They're going to leave without me."
"Say it."
"You know this wasn't exactly the kind of reception I was expecting after traveling light years to tell you I love you."
"We'll work on that later, now say it."
"Fine!" she huffed, crossing her arms and rolling her eyes. "I, Sabe Maberrie, agree to marry one Obi, I'm sorry, Ben, Kenobi in one years time, due to threat of blood loss in my feet, and after I take care of business with the rebel forces. Can I come down now?"
"Gladly." He beamed in response to her glare.
"If I knew you were going to use the Force to hang me upside down from your ceiling until I agreed to marry you, I would've skipped this planet altogether. Now wipe that grin off your face and kiss me. "
"Yes milady."
