Hunt for Red Lightsaber

Full disclosure: I couldn't think of a good Valentine's Day joke this year, so I just skipped that one. Here's a happy one panel with no humor in it:

Huh. I could have sworn I'd replaced Ava's dreidel with little hearts. Ah well.

Now, let's get on with the Hunt for Red Lightsaber.

Ava's a law enforcement officer, Anne. It would constitute a galactic level crime to take her 'saber away. On the other hand, you are a suspected terrorist with no such legal protections. I guess being a good person has its advantages after all.

Rachel's rich, so Anne could put that number extraordinarily high. Of course, she'd lose, so I sure hope she doesn't. . .

Weird how sympathetic you always are to the person who has hurt you far worse than anyone else you've ever met, including a whole lot of criminals and your bitterest arch nemeses, Ava.

"Now, it's not exactly Isaiah or the Talmud. . ."

Yeah, because it doesn't have nearly as much meaning. Esther is the only person I know who takes 6,000 words to say: "I buried it in the woods."

Ten seconds later, Anne turned around and ended the relationship for the fiftysomethingth time.