"Oh, what do we do, what do we do?" 

"Ani, calm down. It's only a birthday."

"Yes, and we've run out of birthday ideas! We already did podraces, ocean, desert, forest, jungle, mountain, pirates, AND NOW WE'VE RUN OUT! Ahsoka would know what to do! Where's Ahsoka when I need her? Ugh." 

Padme sighed. They didn't even know if Ahsoka was alive, and her crazy husband was flipping out over a birthday.

"Anakin. You need to calm down. We should just have a nice dinner and Obi-Wan can come over." 

Anakin shook his head. Then he glanced at his watch and his eyes widened. "Luke and Leia are gonna be home soon! We need to make dinner! We still don't have a theme for next week! Okay, we'll make dinner first, and then-"

Padme muffled a laugh. Anakin was probably the last person in the world she wanted to help make dinner. After all, he was the one who'd burnt toast to ash. "I. I will make dinner. You will go occupy yourself with a speeder or a lightsaber or whatever it is that you have in our closet. Yes, I know about that. Now shoo!"

Padme started to boil water. The doorbell rang.

They can't be home this early! she thought, and then realized that Luke and Leia would use their key, or, if they'd lost it, they would knock. They liked banging on things. And Obi-Wan would use his key.

"Anakin! Someone's at the door!"

Anakin opened the door.

 A cloaked figure stood right outside.