Caffe Florian, Venice [Tuesday afternoon]

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Anakin, wearing jeans and a button-down shirt, sat across from Rory in the oldest coffee shop in Italy and fought back an attack of the giggles as he stared down at the video feed Artoo had sent him.

"You have to see this," he finally choked out. "Luke turned into a pony."

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"I'm sorry, I must have misheard you," Rory said, staring at him. "A pony? Like Peter did?"

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"Did Peter have a tattoo of a lightsaber on his ass?" Anakin asked, snickering and turning the video so Rory could see it.

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"...oh my god." She stared, eyes wide.

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"It was apparently an island-wide thing," Anakin said. "I can't figure out most of them, though. I'm pretty sure the bright pink one is Jo."

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"I...wow." Rory just kept staring. "God bless Artoo."

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Anakin moved his foot closer to hers. "Sooo...should we include it as our family photo to send out for the holidays?"

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"Not to my relatives," she said thoughtfully, slipping her foot out of her sandal and sliding it along his leg. "But everyone else."

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He shivered slightly, eyes going bright as he looked at her. "Enjoying your coffee?" he asked, echoing her movement.

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"When have I ever not?" she asked, smiling sweetly.

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His foot moved higher. "This is very impressive coffee," he said. "They've been making it longer than your country's been a country. Probably not the same pot of it, though."

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"Hopefully," she said, grinning and innocently moving her foot up to rest in his lap.

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He grinned back at her and began massaging her foot under the table, then gave her a little Force-nudge across the chest.

Sneaky Jedi.

"Other than eating Venice out of gelato, do you have any plans today?" he asked. "I think there's a library around here somewhere..."

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Rory arched a brow, curling her foot in his lap. "You think? Sweetie, yes, there's a library."

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"I was a little distracted by," her foot, "the giant cathedral we passed on our way in here," he bluffed.

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Rory shifted her foot a little more, smiling at him. "I'm sure you were."

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He bit his lower lip and took a sip from his coffee to get himself back under control, then reached into the Force and gave her a nudge a little lower than her chest.

He'd decided he shouldn't be the only one distracted.

No one who was actually innocent would be giving her that innocent a look.

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Rory took that as her cue to actually press her foot against the front of his pants.

She could look innocent, too.

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Evil wife, Anakin murmured, shifting a little under her foot and nudging her again.

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Eviller husband, she replied, curling her foot.

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You started it, he decided, sliding his foot along her leg.

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"Did not," she argued aloud, massaging with her foot as best she could. "Someone seems awfully excited about coffee, hmm."

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"It's very good coffee," Anakin said, sounding only a little strangled.

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"Really, really good, I guess," she said, wide-eyed.

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Anakin smirked and set a slightly more intense tempo for her. "And yours?"

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"Amazing," she said, just a little strangled.