Chris/Leia - before the dinner.
The question took him a bit by surprise. There were always diplomatic occasions and dinners to be had, but there were also dry spells, with no one bu the ships crew for company. "I suppose that depends on how many missions are in our future.."
But it would always be possible to find someplace for a date with Leia.
He gave her a smile. "Not at all. Probably simpler. I just need to shave and get dressed."
He brushed his lips against Leia's cheek before heading back to shave. It didn't take too long before he came out in the white and grey dress uniform of admiral, hair slicked back, and ribbons aligned in straight rows.