Alberu and Cale were both in the office, being surrounded by a lot of paperworks. [Mostly complaints abaut the war that just stoped]. Cale was lying on the couch, reading a document with Alberu slightly on top of him.

Cale: Stop sneaking marriage papers in between documents. I want to be a slacker, how said we're getting married?

Alberu: Why don't you just pretend you don't know?