Padme: Anakin, what's wrong?
Anakin: I just had a really bad dream.
Padme: What was it?
Anakin: It was about a really fat kid with a double lightsaber deflecting blaster fire like nothing I've ever seen. He looked like he was totally plastered on some Alderranian ale yet he didn't let a single blaster shot get by him.
Padme: It's ok, Anakin.
Anakin: Padme, I swear to you, I won't let this dream become real.
Anakin: Let's go back to bed. (Mental note: No more bantha steak pizza with saucy sauce before bed for Anakin)
