Still mostly mortified that I tried to convince you to come to your own club for a party, but hey, at least I got my demographic right, eh?
Oh no! Not another Star Wars thing where you confuse your clone and/or sister for a lover?!? This wouldn't happen in Walt Disney's hands, he'd insist on leaving the audience wanting more (somehow*).
*: in this case, I really hope that 'somehow' is the safe word, don't you?