"Of course you'd be a Jedi, we'd all be Jedis." What is he even implying, stop right there. Wow. As for Spock, "Yeah, I'm sure I did. Call him, I mean."

Craning around to see the couches, he wrinkles his nose and shrugs back down to bounce subtly in his beanbag. It rustles, okay, it's pretty sweet as far as seats go.

"He's probably cuddled up with Uhura."