Sam's eyebrows shoot up and he looks down to Jake, who looked much younger than he thought. Was he even old enough to be in a bar? He watched Jake's mouth open like he was gonna start arguing his position. Sam carefully set down the pool cues and excused himself from the conversation that he hoped wasn't going to turn into a argument about Jake fondling Padme or something. He picked up his bottled beer and slid onto the stool next to his brother.
"Didn't think you'd show here. Thought you'd be scared there were too many freaks," he said as he smiled over at his brother.