"Stars and stones, I hope not. I get enough of that from my godmother." Who could ever forget the giant centipedes in Lea's garden? Not Harry, no matter how much he tried.
He gave her a glance. "Because I'm a wizard. A Magi, one of the wise. Yeah, makes us sound all important, but we know things. I've faced some demons and vampires in my time. I use magic. Plus I'm sharing some information back and forth with Giles, so that helps. He's sort of the resident expert on Hellmouths."
So what's Star Wars?
Luckily, they had stopped for a red light when she asked that particular question. Harry turned his head to stare at her for a moment, then let his head sag until it rested against the steering wheel. "No Burger King and no Star Wars. Screw the future. Flying cars aren't worth it."
He shook his head. "Deprived. Deprived. I need to rent you some movies. STAT." The original trilogy to start. The classics. Had to happen. He couldn't let her go on like this. No Star Wars?