"How many can I float at once?" Anakin gave this some thought as he looked around him. Then he closed his eyes. For a few seconds nothing happened, then one by one each of the bread sticks left in the basket rose. Then the place settings and silverware. Then the tablecloth and the table. Then they were all gently lowered. "A couple."
Cocky. He didn't try to be. But it was more or less involuntary. "I hope this will be the boring kind of date. You know, where we don't have to track things, and I don't regret leaving my lightsaber at X-Factor." So basically, the complete opposite of their lives thus far.