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“If we hide in the ceiling vents, they won’t find us.”
“Isn’t that a little extreme? It’s just a game. I think it could be fun.”
“Have you ever played Truth-or-Dare?”
“No, but I bet I’d be great at it.”
“Yeah, okay. Go on. Have fun with that.”
“I plan to!”
“And be careful! I heard a couple of the girls here talking about you!”
“Ha, ha. Very funny.”
———
“Hey, Sabine?”
“Yeah?”
“Is there room for me up there too?”
“Sure. Is the game night over already? I thought I heard them still laughing.”
“You did. I left early.”
“Was it that bad?”
“I don’t want to talk about it.”
“Were they laughing at you?”
“I don’t want to talk about it.”
“…is that lipstick?”
“I don’t. Want. To talk about it.”
“They found out we’re hiding in the vents.”
“Shoot. Time to ask Hera for chores, I guess.”
“You said I was dying my hair?! I just dyed it! I’m not re-dying it!”
“They asked me where you were and it was the first thing I thought of!”
“Hey, Sa—”
“Sorry, I have to wash my hamster.”
“You… what?”
“If you don’t stop squirming, you’re going to be half-bald.”
“Ow! Why do I need a haircut, anyway?”
“Cover story. Also, the old one wasn’t working for you anymore.”
“Rude.”
“We have a problem.”
“Yeah?”
“I said we had to clean the Phantom.”
“But we don’t have the Phantom anymore.”
“I know that.”
“Your jetpack is coming in handy a lot more than I expected.”
“Next time we hide up here, we’re bringing food. I’m starving.”
“Hey, Hera.”
“Sabine. Can we talk?”
“Um, sure, I guess. Hand me that airbrush?”
“Here you go. I like your new colors.”
“Thanks.”
“Sabine… you know you can always come talk to me, about anything, okay?”
“What’s going on?”
“You’ve been disappearing a lot. I’m worried about you. I know you like peace and quiet but this isn’t normal for you…”
“I'm fine, Hera. But, thank you for checking on me. It means a lot—”
“—and I noticed you and Ezra disappear with each other a lot. You don’t have to tell me anything, but I want you to know that there’s nothing wrong with changing your mind about someone.”
“Hera—”
“Kanan liked me for quite a while before I realized I liked him too, and—”
“Hera—”
“—it’s so easy to go from friendship to something more without even realizing—”
“Hera! We’re not—not together, not like that! We’ve been hiding on top of one of the tree corals to avoid the Taungsday Game Night. We got folding chairs and a holoprojector and we’ve been watching so-bad-they're-good movies. That’s all.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes.”
“Because that sounds like a date and—”
“Hey, Sabine, I forgot, are we watching The Curse of Korriban or The Cathar Wore Chartreus… oh. Uh, am I interrupting Girl Talk again?”
“Basyl, I must confess something to you.”
“Watch. She's gonna say she's been working for the mobster she payed him to find.”
“I've been working for the mobster I payed you to find.”
“Stop using your Jedi powers to spoil the plot!”
“Ow! Don't hit me! I'm not! It's just so predictable!”
“Ruha, my dear… I knew all along.”
“…aaaand they're kissing.”
“We should've watched Curse of Korriban.”
“Bad news. Mart found out about the tree.”
“Darn. Now we need a new spot.”
“It gets worse.”
“Really?”
“Some of the other guys are being really immature about it.”
“…”
“You know. The. The song.”
“…”
“The—the sittin’ in a tree—that one.”
“Who.”
“Sabine, murder is illegal.”
“My face is already on ‘wanted’ posters.”
“Sabine, no.”
“Please?”
“No.”
“Please please pleasepleaseplease.”
“Gooti, we just said no.”
“But you’re the only ones who never come to game night! I promise we won’t do Truth-or-Dare. I already made sure everyone else was okay with that! We were getting bored with Truth-or-Dare, anyway. We’ll play card games or something!”
———
“Guys! Guys, I got them! They’re here!”
“Good! Move over, everyone, and make room for the baby Specters.”
“Never call me that again, Wedge.”
“Everybody, sit in a circle. Tonight’s game is one a buddy of mine from Corellia told me about. It’s called Spin the B—hey, wait! Sabine, where are you going?”
“AH!”
“Sssh!!!”
“Wren! Bridger! What are you doing in my room?!”
“What does it look like we’re doing? We’re playing sabacc.”
“In my room?!”
“Well, duh. It’s the perfect hiding spot.”
“Yeah. People fear you, Alexsandr.”
“Listen, you two—”
“Sh! Someone’s coming through the hallway!”
“If anyone asks, you never saw us!”
“Did I just see Wedge Antilles walk by with pink hair?”
“Yes.”
“Is there a reason for—”
“YES.”