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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"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.

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His smirk got a little wider. "Should we go somewhere for dessert, maybe? Or stay here?"

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"Dessert like as in the hotel?" she asked.

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"Think we can make it that far?" he replied, nudging her again.

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"If certain parties stop being mean," she mumbled, curling her foot.

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Anakin let out a little gasp. "I'm not being mean," he replied, gripping the table just a bit too hard. "I might need a restroom break first..."

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"Want company?" she asked, raising a brow.

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Anakin gave her the kind of smile normally reserved for Christmas morning. "Please," he said, reaching for her hand.

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Rory twined her fingers through his. "Okay, but we need to be really discreet."

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"Lucky you married a Jedi, then," he whispered in her ear, tugging her towards the ladies' room. The men's room was always gross.

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"For multiple reasons," she agreed, grinning and hurrying along with him.