Page 22 of Lost Track

But he understood their reasoning.

It would be a shame if they had to leave early just because someone recognized him.

She waved her hand in a circle indicating the bar. Dave had already noticed the whole place was packed with geek and nerd memorabilia.

“This place is geek chic. We have a basic uniform of black shirt black pants for when we work the main floor or the bar. Big Mike lets me wear whatever I want when I work VIP.”

“Let me ask you a question,” Leslie said, hands resting on his knees.

Her hazel eyes flicked over the group of men curiously before coming back to Leslie.

“Which Obi-Wan is the best?” Leslie asked.

She took a deep breath and rolled her eyes to the ceiling in thought.

Leslie grabbed a beer and handed it to Dave before taking one for himself. Max took a drink of his cider and then frowned curiously at the label. He took another drink.

“Good?” Dave asked him.

“Are…are you sure this is gluten free?” Max asked, sounding concerned.

Sabine’s eyes flicked to him. “For sure. Kara says it tastes too good to be true too, but it’s never made her sick.”

“Hmm.” Max glanced around the VIP Lounge and Dave knew he was figuring out where the bathroom was just in case.

Sabine cocked a hip and narrowed one eye at Leslie. “You’re asking me to choose between Sir Alec Guinness or Ewan McGregor?”

A smirk tugged on the side of Leslie’s mouth. “And the animated Obi-Wan—”

“James Arnold Taylor?” she cut him off with a sassy eyebrow arch. “Do you include Seth Green on your list as well?”

Dave fought the grin but failed. Not everyone remembered or even knew that Seth Green had voiced the character onRobot Chicken. And not everyone could match Leslie in trivia knowledge.

“We generally don’t include him.” Leslie shrugged one shoulder, pretending like he wasn’t completely delighted with her participation.

“Mm-hm, mm-hm.” She nodded, tapping her chin with a forefinger. “Right, right, right.”

Dave glanced from her to his friends.

Max may be overprotective and neurotic, but Leslie was the one who judged people’s character based on what they thought of Star Wars. It was a ridiculous litmus test but it had yet to fail him.

It wasn’t her answer that mattered. Every one of them had their own opinion on the subject.

What Leslie weighed was whether or not their answer was thought through and honest.

Sabine pinched her chin. “Ewan. Hands down.”

The room erupted in both shouts of disgust and agreement.

Dave chuckled and waved for his friends to calm down.

“Okay,” Leslie said, addressing her with a level stare. “Why?”

Dave shook his head. One of these days Leslie was going to meet someone who didn’t think all his questions were harmless.

“Why?” Her eyes widened like the answer was obvious. “Obi-Wan in the original trilogy was cool and all, but he just didn’t scream ‘Jedi Knight’ to me.”

“He was a Jedi Master,” Max corrected, crossing his arms over his chest. “Just saying.”

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