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The meal progressed slowly. The parents chatted, while Anakin and Padme glared at each other. Finally with a twinkle in her eye, Padme spoke.

"Oh Anakin", she said smiling, "could you please pass me the roll basket?"

Wordlessly, with a small smile on his face to keep up appearances for their parents, he picked up the basket. He was almost surprised when she dropped it as he was handing it to her, and pretended to look shocked. Padme was rewarded when his mother glared at him and told him to apologize.

"I'm sorry Padme, it was a bad pass-off on my part", he said with a look in his eyes that read of revenge. She merely smiled, waiting to see what he had in store for her.

A few minutes later both Shmi and Jobal excused themselves to the powder room to "freshen up" After they left the table Ruwee spoke. "Would you two be ok by yourselves if we gents went for a drink at the bar?", he asked, referring to the small counter on the far side of the restaurant behind which a waiter was serving drinks.

"Of course, we'll be fine", Padme said putting on her sweetest smile for her father. The two men left the table but not before Ruwee had issued a warning to Anakin about "keeping his hands to himself".

"Does that always work on people?" Anakin asked.

"Does what always work on people?" she replied annoyed. "That innocent, reassuring smile of yours." "Well", she said scooting closer to him and smiling, "you tell me."

So now she wants to toy around with me, well two can play that game.

"I think it gets you what you want with your parents, but don't count on it working on me." "What makes you think that I want anything from you?" she asked.

"I don't know." he replied. Casually he picked up his glass of water slowly tilting it towards her without her noticing.

"That was a funny little prank you pulled earlier in front of my mother.", he said. She laughed. "Well Anakin I do what I can to get a little bit of enjoyment out of life."

The water was at the edge of the cup about to spill.

"Just remember next time, that I'll get you back", he said as the water poured down the front of her dress. Padme shrieked as the cold liquid touched her skin.

"Anakin Skywalker how dare you!" "What?", he asked. "I'm just getting a little of my own enjoyment. He grabbed a napkin and began blotting the front of her dress with it. "Give me that." she snapped, "It wont do any good."

At that moment their mothers came back to the table chatting gaily, until Jobal caught sight of Padme's dress. "What happened Padme?" she asked. Before Padme could reply Anakin did it for her. "She was getting a drink of water Mrs.Amidala, and completely missed her mouth and instead poured it all down the front of her dress. Padme could only glare at him angrily, while trying to keep her composure.

"That's awful dear", Jobal said, "well we'll have to get you home and changed.

Anakin smiled inwardly, thinking he had gotten rid of Padme, but his mother had other plans.

Shmi Skywalker looked over at her sons empty water glass, and knew that no accident had occurred.

"Jobal I feel terrible about Padme's dress, and we haven't even ordered desert yet." "Why don't you let Anakin escort Padme home and you and Ruwee can come over to our house." "When Padme has changed, she and Anakin can join us, and we'll have desert."

"That sounds like a wonderful idea," Jobal replied. "Speaking of Ruwee, where have he and Cliegg gone off to?"

"To the bar on the far side of the restaurant," Anakin replied.

"Well we'll fetch them and take care of the bill," Shmi said. "You take Padme home and be as quick as you can, I have a feeling Ruwee won't be very fond of the two of you being alone," she said as she tossed him the keys to the speeder.

"And Anakin," she said, "don't make me go into the "keep your hands to yourself speech". "Yes mother"

"Same for you, Padme," Jobal said. "Of course mother," she replied, putting on her famous smile once again.

"Come on," Anakin said, when their mothers were out of earshot, "I haven't got all day to wait on you."

"Well you wouldn't have to wait on me at all if you hadn't poured that water down my dress." "You must really have wanted to be alone with me." She said knowing it would get under his skin.

"Yes, that was my plot the entire time," he shot back sarcastically.

-x-

The ride to her home was an animated one, with each throwing sarcastic remarks at each other. When they arrived at the Amidala home, Padme showed Anakin to the living room and told him not to touch anything.

-x-

Walking into her room she quickly closed the door. Discarding her dress and shoes she went to her closet. She flipped through her dresses until she found the one she was looking for. It was a white strapless cotton dress.

Holding it out in front of her she remembered what her grandmother had told her many years before.

"Simple is elegant, Ami."

The dress was perfect. She quickly slipped it on, along with a pair of white sandals that had a small heel. She then went to her vanity and took down her hair so that the long brown curls flowed freely around her. Quickly touching up her makeup, she did a quick turn around in the mirror, she went downstairs.

-x-

She arrived downstairs to find that Anakin had dozed off. She sighed, walking over to him on the couch, and shook him.

"Anakin, I'm ready let's go." "Pushy, Pushy," he said opening his eyes.

He took in her appearance. She looked like an angel in the white dress she was wearing, and her hair tumbling down around her.

"Um, yeah let's go," he said. She grabbed a light sweater from the coat rack and they walked out the door.

-x- Sorry it took so long to update. It took a little while for my inspiration bulb to light up. I hope you enjoyed. Let me know where you guys want the story to go. I was kind of planning on it being a little less light-hearted and a little more dramatic, soon. I'm open for ideas! R&R.