No holodrama romances could've topped her life, right in that moment. Taken to a strange land in another galaxy, another dimension, alone with her husband and trying to start a new life.
And that husband of hers was standing there naked when Padmé looked up from the phone in her lap. She was, momentarily, as blank-minded as a usually ever-thinking former politician could be. It took a few moments for her to recover her mindset and hold the phone up for him to take.
The screen was down to the part she wanted him to read. "I - uh, looked up the man who they believe 'created' our fictional story. Even though they're wrong and we're quite real, I thought he might be able to shed some light on things that are true in our universe -"
She tried to keep her eyes on his face, to watch his expression at reading the news. That was the more important detail to her.