Sarah considered that for only a moment before laughing. "Patient? No, I doubt most people who know me would call me that, but I guess I have my moments," she said, her smile wry. "I wasn't all that patient when I got here, and especially not when I found out," her voice lowered again, "part of my life was a movie too. But, we're all sort of in this together in a way – the only ones who really understand are the ones who've been brought here. It makes us like a," she grinned, "secret order. Yes, people in the city know about the strange arrivals, but not all of them know and not all of them believe it. But we, we all do."
She picked up the mug again, finished nearly the rest in it and then set it back down with a smile. "As for the acting thing – it's probably just one of many rumors circulating. But it doesn't change that I think what you're doing here is wonderful," she gestured with her free hand, "as well as this place itself. Even if I'm not going to get to," her giggle was soft, as were her words again, "to be a Jedi, I'd still like to talk to someone abut volunteering here."
Admittedly, she wasn't going to be able to resist this now that she knew Obi-Wan Kenobi was here. She hadn't been a huge fan of Star Wars before here – she'd seen the movies a few times and like them, but hadn't developed an obsession – and that hadn't change wildly here, but the three movies she'd seen after coming to this time had captured her interest. Really, this was Obi-Wan Kenobi How could she not be excited about this, even as a non-obsessed fan?
And he wanted to go to Wal-Mart. With her. Eeeeee! She couldn't restrain the mental squeal of excitement, but she managed to restrain it outwardly to manageable, non-offensive levels.
"As for Wal-Mart, I'd love to take you," she said, grinning back at him. "Other than working during the weekday, and volunteering here if they'll have me, I'm free."