Well, his date with Rory had been called on account of
dinosaurs, you know, as it so often was, and Anakin'd had to go
kill a T-Rex (he'd looked it up when he'd gotten home, just so he could brag about it tell people later) who'd been silly enough to try to mess with his family.
Now he was humming happily to himself as he washed the shuttle down. It had been far too long since he'd gotten to really cut loose like that.
[ooc: WE HAVE NO CONTROL OVER THESE TWO. Not so much with the worksafeness now.]