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[im_so_sari]

The only proven way to avoid random holiday costuming in Milliways is to already be costumed when you come in

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[blowupthefloats]

Munch, for once, is sitting at a table instead of standing behind the Bar. Hearing the little girl's declaration he turns around, and arches an eyebrow.

"And what are you supposed to be?" he asks, curious.

[im_so_sari]

Sari gives him a funny look. "I'm Optimus Prime. Duh."

[blowupthefloats]

Yeahhhhh, that's not helping. "And...what's an Optimus Prime?"

Forgive Munch; he's never seen an Autobot before. Not to mention he originates from the school of thought that girls dressed as princesses and cheerleaders and ballerinas for Halloween instead of trucks.

[im_so_sari]

"He's the leader of the Autobots. Don't you know anything??"

[tyler_marlocke]

And as she walks in, somehow a little boy just appears at the bar wearing a smug grin and an odd almost fantasy outfit, if one had never seen any of the Star Wars movies (or their local versal equivilant there of).

"Hey, Sari."

[im_so_sari]

"Hey, Tyler." Sari beams. "What'cha think?"

[tyler_marlocke]

"You did a really awesome job on the helmet and the boots, those must've been hard to do."

[im_so_sari]

"And I didn't even get any help from Dad or Tutor-bot," says Sari proudly.