"Then love must truly be the greatest power in the Force, if it can continually improve upon and redefine perfection."

His stomach reminded him quietly that they had come there to eat, or rather, that he was meant to meet her somewhere so they could eat. He would rather just drink in the sight of her, but he should obey his stomach before it became any more insistent.

"If this is not the resteraunt I expected, how is the food here?" he asked her, his gaze still on her eyes, still loving, as though the words of food had little to do with the moment they were in.