Who: Leia and Han What: More dream discussions. Also, security discussions. When: Back on Thursday Afternoon Where: Han and Leia's Garage Status: In Progress Rating: TBD? Probably low.
After her last text, Leia knew it wouldn't be long before Han showed up in her office. She hadn't ordered him there, but she'd used that tone--and yes, she had a tone that could even translate via text message.
On her desk was the binder where every transaction got recorded. It was identical to the file she kept on the computer, but she didn't quite trust the computer the same way she trusted her own handwriting. She tapped the butt of her pen against a name half-way down a page: Obi-Wan Kenobi. She'd recorded the make and model of the Camry he'd pushed down the driveway and the work Han had done to fix it. The price was lower than it should have been, but that really wasn't the issue here.
The issue was that Han wasn't the only one dreaming about this Mr. Kenobi.
She looked up from her work as she heard footsteps round the corner.