So this happened.

My son and I were standing in line at the grocery store yesterday. There was a very tall African American man standing in front of us that my son kept staring at. Finally, my kid leans over and asks me, very loudly, "Mom, is that Mace Windu?" I was mortified. Then the man turns and looks at us both and grins. He leaned over to my son and said, "They make me leave my lightsaber at home."