"Hooo yeah," Bia agreed. She wove away the frustration with a dismissive flap of the hand. "Ah, fuck 'em. So hey, what about you, what do you do with yourself now?"
Idly, she tried to think what she actually knew about Antigone. It wasn't a lot. Everyone knew about Oedipus, obviously, and the sons – well, Bia had been present for that part. Wasn't a war or a battle in those times that Force didn't surge through, and brother against brother? Made it a little more memorable than some. The daughters, though... aghh, some argument about burials? Something of that nature? She'd sort of stopped paying attention after that.
(Fair bet it ended in someone dying dramatically, though. It always did with the Thebans.)