"They've been gone nearly a whole month now," Sabé complained to Memily who just chuckled at her.
"Yes, Sabé," she said, smiling amusedly. "Nearly a month. You know, it's really not that long. Now, another month and I might be worried."
The Nabooan sighed, turning on her stool to watch Memily work the dough for dinner rolls. "You know how impatient they were starting to get. I'm starting to feel the same way. I feel like they're trying to annoy us and Leia's been pregnant for half a month."
"I don't think she would leave us hanging like that. I'm sure it won't be long until they get back. Maybe they traveled a bit farther out. You know, Mon Calamari has the nicest vacation spots."
"Aren't you getting anxious? I mean, I just feel anxious for them. They've wanted this for so long."
Memily paused her work to look at Sabé, her hands caught up in sticky dough. A wide smile creeping onto her lips, she laughed and said to her, "You're such an aunt to her!"
"Is there something wrong with that?"
"Absolutely not! I just think it's . . . adorable. Aunt Sabé."
"Hey, Luke's going to be an uncle."
"But him and Leia are still so young!"
"Delivery!" a voice rang through the entryway and down to the smaller kitchen near the living room where Sabé and Memily were. The women recognized the voice as belonging to Ducchi and both hurried to meet him. "What do you have?" Sabé asked.
The short, round man held up a brown package and shrugged. "Doesn't have a return address. I don't know where it's from. It specifically says it's for Bail."
Sabé frowned, taking it and calling out, "Baaail! There's a package for you!" She cleared off a small space on the kitchen counter, set the small package down, and called again for Bail.
"What is it, Sabé?" he asked, coming down the staircase.
Sabé looked back to him and held the small package up. "This was just delivered. Order anything?"
"Not recently, no." Bail frowned, him and Luke coming to join the three others at the counter. He grabbed a knife from a drawer and ripped the tape so the box's flaps bounced up. The box was filled with at least a pound of tissue paper, pink and blue, clouding heavily around whatever lay inside. Memily helped him dig it all out, searching for the surprise, whatever it was. Bail pulled back a few last layers of paper before finding it. Leaning over it and blocking Sabé and Ducchi's view, Bail and Memily both gasped.
"What?" Sabé asked anxiously, leaning over half the counter, trying to get a look at what lay inside the plain box. "What is it? Do you know who it's from?"
Finally giving some kind of response, Bail slowly pulled out something to show them, his eyes glued to it. It was a onesie. In bubbly, blue and pink letters, it read 'Hi, Grandpa, See you in 9 months'.