"I can't believe they let you teach."

After his sparring session with Ben, Anakin unlocked the door to his office and began poking around online for ideas of how advanced Juliet should be at things.

Five minutes later, he was involved in a flamewar on a parenting website.

"Remove head from ass, then parent," he chanted aloud as he typed.

The door was open.

The baby was due any day now, which meant Anakin was a barely containable ball of stress. He was holding office hours so he didn't drive his wife completely insane, but his planned activity for the day seemed to be staring at his comlink and waiting for it to go off.

Neurotic, party of one, probably needed a distraction.