B: What do they make you do.
Me: I have to be Derk Smalls and chase them around.
B: You mean Darth Mal?
Me: Whatever. Do you think they'd let me be Ghenghis Khan, the fat one that just sit in a lump on the steps?
B (jaw drops): Do you mean Jaba the Hut?
B: I'm not sure we can stay married.