The poster was mostly destroyed when Leia felt a hand on her arm. She immediately pulled away, glaring at whoever dared lay a hand on her, automatically reaching for her blaster. The man standing there raised his eyebrows for a moment. "Alright, that's one of the better costumes I've seen, but you got the hair wrong. She had the buns in Episode Four."
Leia stared at him for a moment. "What nonsense are you babbling?" she demanded.
The man looked irritated. "Look, no matter how good your costume is, you can't go tearing apart-- oh my god, your hands!"
She looked. Her knuckles were torn, shards of safety glass stuck among them. Leia rolled her eyes. "It's only blood." Still, she held her hands carefully, not wanting to get blood on her gown. She seemed about to say more, but then a voice, a name, was picked up by her ears.
"Jedi Master Obi-Wan Kenobi?"
Leia turned towards it, and saw the same man she'd seen in the poster, wearing brown and tan robes. Jedi robes. In the same style as the man she'd seen cut down by Vader. He was... signing an autograph? Leia started to walk towards him, only to be stopped when the man caught her arm again. With a snappish growl, Leia yanked her arm away again, proceeding towards the Jedi. "General Kenobi!"