Meet this girl, Poe said. She is great. Poe said. Ben Solo wondered when in the heck did he started listening to Poe Dameron. That guy was a maniac and a good friend which was a deadly combination, considering Ben was quite open to Poe’s suggestions. But really what the hell was he thinking when he agreed to be set up on a blind date with this swell girl (Poe’s words not his). It was not like he was desperate for dates or a relationship of any kind. He had a black book for that filled to the brim with women’s numbers.
What was done was done and a frown tugged at his lips when he checked his watch. Swell girl was fifteen minutes late. This was going exactly like he had predicted. Horribly. He waved away a waitress who wanted to refill his water. At least the service was great in this restaurant. The Cantina was new but already it was garnering a following and critical acclaim. Ben figured if his date did not come within the next five minutes, he would order and eat something. At least the night won’t be all a waste.