Not a vehicle, but a man walking up the drive. Loras stopped what he was doing to try and assess the man from the window. He had to squint and all he could make out was a beard. He could see the man, Obi-Wan was it?, looking back at him, and Loras made no attempt to look away. Idly, he rubbed his own jawline, smooth as a baby's bottom, it was.
It took only a few seconds to move from the practice room to the hall, then out the front door. Here, he could see Obi-Wan much more clearly and handsome did not do him justice. Loras hid his attraction to men well enough, though, and he offered over a hand in greeting, giving him a dazzling smile.
"Obi-Wan?" he asked, just to confirm that this was the man who'd wanted lessons as soon as possible.