"Harry, where's the extra soap?"
"Be under the sink, it is."
I looked blankly at him. "...What?"
He blinked at me, then straightened up abruptly. "Yoda? Star Wars?"
"...Oh."
His mouth sagged. "You haven't seen Star Wars? Isn't that illegal or something?"
"The world doesn't revolve around pop culture, Harry."
He didn't pay attention, shrugging into his coat. "There's a showing today at 7. If we hurry we can just make it."
And that's when I learned my little brother is the nerd to end all nerds, and will drag anyone he can down to his level without any hesitation.