He was Travelling Light
Me: This morning. It was really sunny so I was well illuminated.
By opening the car door.
Because Happy Hour ended.
Abroad.
A pilot, you racist.
A national travesty.
Flying Somewhere?": "How'd you guess?": "Well, I saw your luggage, then when I saw the airplane ticket I put two and two together. So where you headed?": "Aspen.": "Mmm, California.. Beautiful."
Luggage full of goals.
I don't know, but it's probably light-weight
A lightsabre