VIII: over easter break.

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Justin laughed, then shook his head. "No bugs. Have you ever heard of Star Wars?" he asked. "It's amazing what muggles can do without magic." He didn't particularly like referring to muggles like that when his whole family was muggles, and he thought of himself as one before he got his Hogwarts letter. It was like a whole other group of people that weren't like him, even though it was in his blood, but who was he to question it when they came up with things like Jedis and the Force? He continued on with his Star Wars talk. "That's about as romantic of movies as I've seen. The light sabers provide natural mood lighting, you know," he told her, smirking because he knew that wasn't the sort of answer she was driving at with her question. "A-Are you into muggle romances?"


Ellie smiled, half-relieved. She didn't know if she could sit through a film about bugs, even if it was to make one of her friends happy. As he mentioned another Muggle film, though, her interest was piqued. Star Wars? No, Ellie had never heard of it--she was intrigued, mainly because it sounded like it had nothing to do with things that crawl. Plus, she enjoyed Astronomy as well as the next girl, so anything to do with stars was probably good by her. "I haven't heard of it, no, but it sounds rather fascinating. What's a light saber?" Although the name sounded rather self-explanatory, she wasn't sure if she could imagine a sword made out of light... it did seem a bit far fetched to her. And that they provided natural mood lighting? "I'm fond of the ones I've seen, and Alma usually likes to talk about her mos recent favorite Muggle romance novel. Her stories sound quite lovely." Ellie paused at that moment, for the waitress returned with their drinks almost as if on cue. Ellie had just reached for her wine glass, forgetting momentarily that it was empty, before she remembered and withdrew her hand, embarrassed. Therefore, the replacements the waitress brought were welcome--at least, on Ellie's part, they were. She smiled to the waitress and took a sip from her glass of wine. "How does a light saber provide mood lighting, exactly?" she asked, her burning question surfacing.