Padmé laughed and shifted again so she could look up at Anakin with playful defiance. "I thought I was specific enough in the marriage ceremony. Or when we got into this room. Or less than a minute ago. Would you like it in written form as well?"
With that, Padmé took a finger to delicately trace a heart on Anakin's chest. Her full intent in doing it was to make the motion a soft one, hopefully just enough to get a reaction out of him. "No holos, no computers, no pens and paper. That makes it a bit hard." She faked pouting.