"Is this far enough from Michel, my love?" Anakin teased, pausing at the door to their suite. "And I think we're even far enough away that we can skip out on Taylor's cleaning detail tomorrow."

Anakin'd been smiling all day--from the time he started getting ready clear through the ceremony and reception--and he didn't seem to ready to stop any time soon.

[OOC: For the fake wife and great SP justice!]