Padmé breathed a contented sigh, then paused amidst the blissful scene to shift again and look up at Anakin's face. "Dates. Courting. Spending time together with the goal being romance and - us. Like the picnic."
"Or - like the picnic started out," Padmé had a time picking the grass out of her hair after that. She had finally settled on showering and had decided that next time they needed a larger picnic blanket. "At least."