This all started because I texted this picture to Ryan, this morning.
Ryan: Ouch, she’s perfectly thin, but if he really wants to complain, she’s actually kind of old to be a Disney princess.
Me: Seriously. What was she? 23? Go retire, already, grandma.
Ryan: She was actually 19 when that scene was filmed. Star Wars nerd, here.
Me: I feel like I should be giving you a wedgie, for knowing that.
Ryan: I once got into a fight with someone over who knew more Star Wars trivia. We had a contest.
Ryan: You have to ask? Do I look like some scruffy nerf herder?
Me: Ummm…that answer really just leads to bigger questions.