Anakin and Ahsoka walked out of the training room. They were chatting casually when who should they run into but Lux and Padme, also talking casually. There was an unpredictable awkward silence when the pairs saw each other. Anakin was so taken aback by Padme's new dress that drool began to dribble down his chin. Padme was trying her best to hold back a fit of laughter as she watched her husband's reaction. What neither adult noticed was Ahsoka and Lux "talking" to each other. In fact, what nobody ever seemed to notice was how adept the two teens were at non-verbal communication. They themselves were surprised at their ability to communicate discretely, sometimes using only their eyes. Ahsoka once proposed it could be a sort of subtle force bond or something, but Lux objected that if it was, he wouldn't be able to understand her; she would just be able to understand him. However, to Lux Ahsoka was crystal clear without saying a word. Despite how creepy it was, after a month of trying to figure out what was happening, they decided to let it go and rather take advantage of the ability.

"I accidently led Anakin on a romantic train of thought," Ahsoka signaled with a sheepish expression, "I don't think he let on though." Slight shake of the head as if a bug had just flown by.

"How did you do that?" Lux raised one eyebrow slightly.

"I dunno, it just kind of came up." Ahsoka shrugged.

"During a sparring match?" Lux's expression remained unchanged.

"It could happen!" Adamant nod.

"I guess so," slight shrug, "But do you really think he's not suspicious?" Curious look.

"Trust me." Teasing smile. "Actually, I think I can make this work to our advantage." Mischievous smile.

"If you say so." Another shrug and a skeptical smile. "So you want no changes to the plan?" Wave of the hand as if to shoo the same bug away.

"We're good." Slight nod. "Let's get this party started." One of those looks of cool approval that the author can't really describe.

"Gotcha." Hair brushed out of face.

All secret communication stopped as Lux slipped into character and Ahsoka prepared her reactions. A bright smile shot across Lux's face. He seemed dazed and taken by Ahsoka, so much so that her heart began beating faster.

Wow, he's a really good actor, she thought to herself.

However, her expressions betrayed the truth as Ahsoka turned her eyes to the ceiling and pretended not to notice Lux was there.

The two had been so busy preparing that they hadn't noticed that Anakin and Padme had started to talk. Luckily, neither one had the slightest idea as to what was going on. Padme was the first to casually notice Ahsoka. In an instant, she remembered Lux's request and paid closer attention. Having seen nothing prior, she noticed Ahsoka gazing around and Lux staring lovingly at her. A sad expression came across the Senator's face. She didn't even seem to notice him! Padme concluded that she ought to take it upon herself to improve the situation.

"Lux, didn't you want to give Ahsoka her sweatshirt?"

Lux turned suddenly to Padme as if shocked.

"Oh yes!" he remembered as he swung back to face Ahsoka, "I'm so sorry, I completely forgot!"

Ahsoka laughed a cute little laugh. "Don't be sorry. Thank you for troubling yourself with it."

Ahsoka reached out to grab it but Lux came around behind her.

"Here, let me put on for you."

Ahsoka shown an expression of disgust that to Anakin and Padme said "Don't you dare touch me" and to Lux said "Careful, be a bit for discrete."

"Thanks," Ahsoka said slowly, "But that really isn't necessary. I just came out from a sparring match."

"Oh," Lux blushed, "Right."

Ahsoka took her sweatshirt and smiled politely but nothing more than politely. Lux wasn't even making eye contact with her and was instead staring at the floor with a mortified expression.

Meanwhile, an angry Anakin and a concerned Padme watched the scene unfold.

Padme: Oh, the poor thing! She doesn't love him back! Awww…

Anakin: He's openly flirting with her. I'm going to kill that punk.

Padme: If only Lux could show her he really cares. Ahsoka's bound to at least recognize him!

Anakin: I'm going to kill that punk.

Padme: I suppose Ahsoka is a Jedi, but still, doesn't she notice anything?

Anakin: I'm going to kill that punk.

You get the idea. Anakin spoke up first.

"Don't you two have a senate meeting to get to?" His comment was specifically directed at Lux hence the semi-menacing tone.

"Oh, it was delayed to tomorrow!" Padme interceded, "But we still did want to stop by to, you know, say hi, drop off the sweatshirt…"

flirt with my Padawan… Anakin mentally filled in.

Ahsoka saw a good time to quickly break character as Padme and Anakin continued their discussion.

"It was seriously delayed until tomorrow?" Both eyebrows raised.

"Yeah, we were surprised too." Slight nod, curled lip.

"Why didn't you mention that before?" Eyes wide and a little frantic.

"I dunno, I figured we could ad lib." Sheepish shrug, so-so hand motion.

"Oh really, and I suppose you have an idea?" Crossed arms and glare.

"I'm working on it!" Glare returned.

There was a lack of communication for a few moments before Lux nodded.

"Okay, I got something."

"What?" Ahsoka tilted her head.

"You said you may be able to make that romantic lead you gave Anakin work to our advantage." Slight tilt of the head in Anakin's direction.

"Yeah?" Inquisitive look.

"Well, then, do so!" Enthusiastic nod.

"That's your big idea?" Dumb look.

"Hurry up, I don't think they're going to keep up talking much longer!" Hand in circular motion.

Lux was right, for Anakin and Padme were beginning to round off.

"Senator Bonteri," Anakin hissed, "I would like to know how you feel on this matter."

Neither Lux nor Ahsoka knew what he was talking about, but one look at Padme's barely-masked frustration summarized the conversation. Lux glanced at Ahsoka quickly signaling for help.

"Anakin, would you leave him alone?" Padme exclaimed, "He didn't mean any harm!"

"Yea!" Lux agreed, "I didn't mean any harm!"

Ahsoka gave him a look. Don't be stupid.

"You stay out of this!" Anakin yelled at Lux.

"But you just asked me to speak!" Lux defended.

"Roll over and die," Ahsoka tried to signal to Lux. He didn't notice.

"Don't tell me what I said!" Anakin snapped.

"Only if you don't tell me to say anything when you really want me to say something and… wait, what are we even talking about?" Lux rambled.

Ahsoka resisted the strong urge to facepalm.

"For crying out loud, you two, just drop it!" Ahsoka interceded, "Master, thank you, but I like Senator Bonteri's head were it is."

"Yea, so do I," Lux mumbled.

"And Lux," Ahsoka swung around to face him, "I would be indebted to you if you would restrain from patronizing my Master!"

"Patronizing, I was doing nothing of the sort!"

"What do you call telling him what he said?"

"Clarification!"

"Whatever," Ahsoka hissed, "Come on, Master. Forgive me, Senator Amidala, but I find the certain need to excuse myself."

"I understand completely," Padme responded as she glared at Anakin, "Senator Bonteri and I need to leave as well."

Anakin didn't get a chance to say anything as Padme stormed off in a cloud of dust. Lux gave Ahsoka a puppy dog look but Ahsoka merely crossed her arms and looked away. Anakin then turned to Lux.

"Well, what are your waiting for?!"

Lux gave a spiteful glare but followed Padme. Anakin proceeded to storm off in the opposite direction. Ahsoka followed him walking backwards. Lux did the same. As the angry couple parted, Lux and Ahsoka were able to get a few seconds of communication in.

"Incredible acting, Ahsoka." Approving nod.

"You too." Same nod.

"It's all going according to plan." Thumbs up.

"Phase two begins, call me when you're ready." Two fingers up and a smile, call me sign.

And with that, the two ran off after their elders.