At the Coruscant medical centre, Mace was waiting with Padme in the optician's room, waiting for the eye doctor. Mace was looking at a large white machine.
"Oh my god what does that thing do?" Padme said, also spotting the machine.
Mace leaned over and looked at it more closely. "Oh that's an eye removal machine."
"All right! I'm outta here!"
"I'm kidding! I'm kidding!"
But Padme still insisted on heading towards the door anyway. However she was intercepted by a medical droid.
"Hi Padme!" he said brightly.
"Hey!" Padme said, looking for a way past the little metal doctor.
"I'm D0-C. Mace told me you were a little nervous, but don't worry, everything's gonna be just fine." he said cheerfully, guiding Padme back into the room.
"So were done then!" Padme said hopefully.
"Almost! But first we gotta start."
"Okay." Padme said, but as soon as the droid turned his back on her, she began to mouth rude words at him, until she caught Mace watching.
"This is a glaucoma test." the droid said, motioning towards another large white machine.
"Uh-huh" Padme said, eyeing it warily.
"Sit down." the droid invited.
"Okay." Padme sat down and Mace stood a few steps behind her, ready to grab her if she tried to run.
"Put your chin there." he indicated to a small area for her to sit her chin in.
"Now you'll feel a small puff of air in each eye." he continued, but Padme jerked back.
"What!" she exclaimed.
"A small puff of air, now come on!" Mace said in frustration. He couldn't believe what a baby Padme was being. She could fight in any war, and not even care if someone told her she was going to die, yet she couldn't stand anyone touching her, or anyone else's eyes.
"Here we go." D0-C said and Padme reluctantly put her chin back in the rest.
"Ok." she took a deep breath.
"1...2..." the droid began to count.
"3!" Padme jerked her head back before he could do anything.
"I'm sorry." she appologised. "All right, I'll just stay here this time." she said, putting her head back. "Ok".
"Ready?" the droid asked.
"Uh-huh."
"Ok. 1...2..." This time Padme flinched on two.
"You know what, I'm gonna hold her head." Mace said stepping forwards but the droid shook his head.
"No it's alright."
"Ok." Mace said, backing off.
"Ok, ok." Padme said, taking another deep breath.
"1...2..." again she flinched on two, so the droid gave up. "You know what? You're young; you probably don't have glaucoma."
Padme jumped up out of the seat, really excited.
"Great! It was very, very nice to meet you sir."
The droid pulled out a little instrument and looked into Padme's eye with it as she was shaking his hand causign her to flinch and scream.
"Ow! Hey! What are you doing! Are you crazy!"
"Ok. You've got a minor infection in that left eye. I want you to take these drops three times a day and you'll be as good as new.
Padme laughed. "Yeah, no I don't put things in my eye."
"Ok then, I guess we'll see you back here in three months." the droid said.
"Great!" Padme said excitedly, heading for the door.
"And I'll fit you for a glass eye."
Padme spun on the spot and marched back over to him. "Ok, just give me the damn drops!" she said, snatching them from him
Mace went to follow her out, but as he got to the door, he paused.
"D0-C?" he covered his eye and began to read from the chart that hung on a cupboard door. "D-R-O-I-D"
"Very good Mace! You know where they are." the droid said as he turned away.
"I sure do!" Mace said, skipping over to a drawer and pulling out a purple lolli-pop. Then he walked back to Padme and waved it in her face. "And you don't get one!" he taunted and Padme scowled, mumbling under her breath.
