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Movie Sign Theater 3000, Wednesday Afternoon

Karla waited for Eric to show up on their date. She changed after the Reserves meeting into sharply tailored navy blue pants, and a skimpy, shimmery silver top. It was more formal that her loose-fitting cast-offs, but wasn't one of the numerous gowns that the High Lord had packed. The outfit came with a long jacket that Karla carried over a shoulder; for one thing, it was too hot to wear. For another, the skimpiness of the top appealed to her.

She didn't think too closely about the reason why.

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Eric grinned as he came up to the theatre, waving to Karla as he approached. "Hey," he greeted. After his encounter with Arthur in the salle, he'd gone back to his room, showered, and changed into a pair of chinos and a light-blue, short-sleeved button-up shirt. "I hope you haven't been waiting long?"

"Hi, not long at all," she said. "I'm a little surprised you hadn't beaten me here; I got a little distracted." By all the pretty, pretty people out and about today. Karla wasn't sure why, but she felt...jumpy. Not scared-jumpy, just jumpy-jumpy. It was like her skin was too tight or something. "You're going to have to let me know what to do once we go in, okay?"

Eric nodded. "It's nothing too complicated," he said. "There's concessions, that's just snacks? Popcorn is traditional, but there's lots of other stuff you can get, too. And soda, to drink. Has anyone shown you soda yet?"

"I've been introduced to popcorn and soda," Karla affirmed with a grin. "Then what?"

"Then we go into a big, dark room and sit in usually decently comfortable seats, and they project the movie onto a big screen." He frowned for a moment. "It'll probably be pretty loud. Is that going to be a problem?"

"I don't think so," Karla said, shaking her head. "Should it be?" She held the door open for Eric to enter. "I'm very excited."

Eric shook his head. "Probably not. I just know that some people, even from worlds with theatres, find some movies too loud. I figured it couldn't hurt to warn you."

He walked into theatre. "Did you want some popcorn, then? And what kind of soda?"

"Popcorn is a definite. Soda...uh, the brown one? Not the diet, though, that's gross." She made a face, ever the mature witch. "What about you?"

"I'll just get some junior mints," Eric said. "And a Sprite. Brown, you said? Do you know, was it Coke? Or root beer?"

[Ack, I am so sorry, I completely missed the ping coming in.]

"Uhhh...I think it was Coke?" Either way, Karla wasn't particularly concerned. It was a night for firsts, after all. "What are Junior Mints?"

[Totally okay!]

"Chocolate covered mints!" Eric explained. He led the way up to concessions and ordered for them both; he pulled out his wallet and paid. "Here, you want to try one?" he offered, holding out the box after he'd received it from the cashier.

"Sure, thanks," Karla said, looking curiously at his wallet. "Is that your money?" she asked, taking a mint from the proferred box. "Why, it isn't that different from Kaeleeran notes!" She sounded pleased. "I don't have any on me, but I do have these." She called in her coin purse and pulled out a large gold coin. "Would you like one? For the snacks?"

"No, that's fine, I've got more than enough to cover it holy fuck is that a gold coin?"

"...Yes?" Karla concluded that yes, she liked the mints. Therefore, the best plan was to steal another while Eric was preoccupied with her coins. ~~Not dirty.~~ "Would you like one?" she asked again, while using Craft to float a mint out of its box and into her hand.

"No, that's okay," Eric said, shaking his head. "I'm just not used to seeing them. We don't use them for currency anymore."

He totally didn't mind that she was taking the mints, but he did feel compelled to ask, "Want your own box?"

"No thank you," she said primly. Then grinned. "They taste better when they're stolen. At least, that's what I always told my cousin Morton when I'd try to sneak his candies." She frowned. "Unless you'd mind. That takes all the fun out of it."

Eric shook his head. "No, it's fine," he said, laughing. "As long as you don't mind me stealing some of your popcorn in return."

The concessionist handed over the rest of their purchases, and led the way towards the cinema proper. "Just through here," Eric explained. "I tend to like sitting in the middle of the theatre, but we can sit somewhere else if you'd like."

"You're the expert," she said, following him to the middle. "That means I get to follow you around and then blame you if things go poorly." She held out her popcorn, turning her head away and saying in a flat monotone. "My. What an interesting place this is. It sure is holding my attention. I just hope no one steals my popcorn while I am so occupied with examining my surroundings. That would be wrong."

Eric, his hands full with his soda and junior mints, leaned over to snag a kernel with his lips, flipping it deftly into his mouth when he pulled away. "Yes," he said, in an equal monotone, though laughter wasn't far behind it. "That would be very, very wrong."

"Hey, what's that over there?" Karla asked, pointing to the projector booth. "You should explain it to me in depth and detail, as this is all new to me."

Then she leaned over and grabbed a junior mint, muttering "Bwahaha" under her breath.

"Subtle, Karla," Eric retorted, sticking out his tongue. "Anyway, that's the projection booth. There's a kind of machine there that's what puts the movie up on the screen. I can probably find a book on it if you want? On how it works, I mean."

"Don't you doubt Lady MacFinlay's acting abilities," she said, poking Eric gently. "Or I'll--"

Whatever she might have done was lost in wonder as the screen lit up with pre-preview commercials. "Whoa," she said quietly. Or maybe it just sounded quiet with the music blaring out of the speakers.

Eric laughed. "Told you it was loud," he said, right by her ear, as he settled in to watch.

His breath tickled her ear, but she managed to ignore that while the picture came on the screen. "Loud, but very cool," she said.

Previews were quite possibly the awesomest things EVER.

And when the movie came on? Even more awesome.

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