Gross. Obi-Wan spit on his hair. Loras moved it away, pulling it over one shoulder and wrung out the excess water onto his lap. He could feel energy buzzing off of Obi-Wan, and even though his knees were a little shaky as he climbed from the ride, he still laughed and shook himself off. "Let's go see what your face looked like," he suggested, gesturing toward the photo booth where they could buy a photo of themselves going down the slide.