Chapter Six: Beautiful Soul
November 11th, 2006
"…And how do those humans survive somewhere other than Earth?" Andrea said as she swiped the popcorn bowl away from a dismayed Riley. "And does Han Solo really understand Chewbacca? All the thing does is moan and groan! And does Leia actually think her hairstyle is attractive?"
"Sometimes you have to believe in fantasy over fact," Riley dove for the bowl, only to fail at doing so. "Besides, it's my movie night. Last week, I had to sit through not one, but two versions of 'Pride and Prejudice'. You think that watching 'Star Wars' is more painful than that?"
"In my opinion, yes." Andrea looked up at the television screen, and groaned when seeing that the characters had once again pulled out their lightsabers. "Here we go – another laser fight…"
"It's not like I complained every second of your movie."
Andrea raised an eyebrow cockily and slouched down on the couch to imitate Riley. "Why do all the poor people have mansions? Who cares if it's not right for those two to marry? I want my popcorn!" She added a shrill tone to the last word, to show how babyish Riley had acted the previous movie night.
Riley had an amused expression on his face, but acted offended. "I didn't sound like that!"
"Funny, because I strongly recall a man looking you sitting here last Saturday, saying those exact words."
Riley chuckled and pushed her arm mockingly. "Sarcasm is one of the things I love about you."
Andrea fought back a smile. "Who said that sarcasm was implied?"
"If it wasn't, you're in trouble. I rate women on personality," Riley sensed the joke and was grinning back.
"Are you saying I'm ugly, Mr. Poole?" Andrea feigned shock.
"Perhaps," Riley swooped down and yanked the popcorn bowl into his arms, helping himself to a large handful before flicking a kernel at Andrea, a playful smile on his face. "But you'll never know."
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