"Master?"
"Yes, Padawan?"
"I need to tell you something. I just can't keep it to myself anymore."
"Is this about the Mon Calamari pornography you keep under your bed?"
"No, Master..."
"The fishnet stockings I found in the air exchanger?"
"Master, please. Just let me say this."
"I apologize, Obi-Wan."
"Thank you, Master... I... never actually had a crush on you. I told you I did in hopes of distracting you after your breakup with Master Windu."
"Oh. Well. That's quite alright, Padawan. I must tell *you* something."
"Master?"
"I'm pregnant with Mace's child. We're getting married next month."