Of course Padme being sheepish only had Anakin look all the more smug when the attendant came by. At least the woman didn't seem too annoyed with her fight with her cart earlier, not that she would have ever figured out that Anakin was the cause of that anyway. "Ginger ale." he said, his smile having faded into one that was more natural.
Later, as they had their drinks before them on the tray tables, he smirked to her and picked up his plastic cup, eyebrows wiggling suggestively. "Hm, so how long have you liked younger men?"