Oh, good. Okay, I'd like to get more sleep before I have to figure out how we find a Sith Lord in Washington.

If I want to dress up like Princess Leia and lightsaber fight the clone army in my living room, well the Han Solo in my life is just going to have to accept it.

At this moment, I know that the answer has to be yes. I am defeated. By my own father. How Darth Vader.