[Padmé wouldn't even blink in the eye of caviar. It's the fact that the fruit-thing the other woman is holding is still moving that has her concerned.

Although, since she's not screaming in pain or doubled over throwing up, it's safe to say that the food isn't poisoned.

The senator can't help but smile at the other's attitude.]

Well, if they're all that, I suppose it won't kill me to taste one. [Never let it be said that Padmé Nabarrie was ever scared to try anything at least once. She takes one of the... fruit and mimics the other woman by putting it directly in her mouth and chewing.]

They're... different. A very distinctive flavor. I like it.