"Here," Padmé responded, linking her arm in to his and pulling him along. There was one other before them, although soon enough both were standing before the technology. "One peppermint tea, hot, please."

Although manners weren't needed, it was still something that Padmé did. Within a few seconds, there was a cup of tea before her. Reaching out, she took it, before looking over to Anakin. "Some things are prohibited. Not that I have tried, but it would make sense not to allow the production of weapons."