We met at The Den that night, once the shop was closed. It was dark. It was late. I stepped in first.
“Deactivate alarms,” I said. “Turn off all monitors, all cameras, all lasers, all video and sound recorders.”
I heard whirs and ticks from all sides, the sound of my orders instantly being accepted. Take that, Craig.
“Come on in!” I then yelled.
The others tentatively entered. “Coast all clear?” asked Todd.
I stood there, hands on my hips, and nodded. “Enter, Fierce Force!”
“Must you?” said Doug, eyes rolling.
I grinned. “Oh, I must. Really, I must. I mean, who else has a force?”
Simon raised his hand. “Luke Skywalker?”
I sighed. “Different kind of force. In any case, welcome, friends! Have a seat!”
They all looked around. “Where?” asked Simon.
I also looked around. “Oh, yeah,”
