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The moment Ariel saw the poster for what was playing at the theater tonight, she was even more thrilled than she had been simply by going to the theater tonight with a possible kiss candidate. A movie? About sharks? Ohmygosh! So even if Operation Kiss Someone failed again tonight, she'd still get to watch a cool movie about sharks! The situation was beautiful, really.

She beamed happily at Peter, bouncing in clear approval of the movie, but, first, she tugged on his arm and dragged him over to the concession stand, because therein lied junk food, and she was a sucker for junk food.

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theotherpeter, but theater is open for all your movie shark awesomeness needs! ]]

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"So what are we getting?" Peter asked, a believer in communal snacks on dates. "Popcorn, candy, soda? All of the above?" He was just rather happy to be on a proper date. And hey, he didn't have to worry about her trying to talk through the whole thing.

Ariel was just thinking of hording on a bunch of candy, but she liked Peter's idea much, much better. She grinned widely in appreciation, nodding her head and holding up four fingers, wiggling them a little to answer to the fourth option.

See, this is why she brought him along. Because he was one smart cookie.

Well, and the kiss thing, sure, but they'd get to that later, after a ritual consumption of overpriced sugar and popcorn.

"Well then," Peter said. "Then the real question is what sort of candy. I've always been a bit partial to gummy bears during a movie. Is that okay with you?"

Well, that was easy. Ariel's finger went tap-tap-tapping on the glass window that highlighted all the boxes, directly over the gummy snacks shaped like worms. For some reason, she felt inexplicably drawn to them. And she had to have some of those chocolate cover mint ones. Ooh! MilkDuds! Those, too. And licorice!

"Whoa, whoa," Peter said, filing away the fact she had a criminal sweet tooth. "Tell you what. Gummy worms and Milkduds. Just a minor bit of extravagance."

When Peter ordered the candy, along with the large drink with two straws and the large popcorn, he was utterly dismayed by the amount the clerk said.

"And I thought this cost a lot in my time," he said.

Which was why Ariel was taking out some money and sliding it across the counter. Some of it. They could totally go halfsies, especially since she planned on eating more than just halfsies, and, besides, there was a little extra added on as she pointed the clerk to the mints, because she didn't care, she was totally getting those, too.

Mints were good for kissing.

"I'll call the clinic, have them on standby in case you make yourself sick," Peter joked. He carefully balanced all the concessions but the mints in his hands. "If you'd be so kind as to get the door?"

Ariel bounced along toward the door with her box of mints shaking out a rhythm to it. She swung it open easily and, as she held it open for Peter, she swooped her arm grandly to usher him in, grinning and looking oh-so-stately. After you, good sir, bearer of delicious treats and hopefully conqueror of my terrible curse.

Peter would be happy to help her conquer her curse. If he had any idea about it at all. As for now, he was just enjoying her company. He really liked how even without saying a word, she was so very expressive.

"So are you fond of boat movies?" he asked, his tone hushed since they were now in the theater.

Of course, that expressiveness might be complicated now that they were in the darkened theater, but that just meant that, oh well, perhaps Ariel would just have to use her hands more. Depend on strategically placed touches since sight would be diminished.

Unless Peter could see in the dark, which, cool as that would be, she wasn't too interested in right now.

She shrugged her shoulders, following him easily and giving a little bounce to her step so that she was walking beside him down the aisle. After all, she'd never really seen a boat movie, but she absolutely loved boats, so the grin on her face should be enough to show that she at least was excited about it.

"Well if it gets too scary, don't worry, you can hold my hand," Peter said, all smooth operator. "Go ahead and pick a row, I'll follow."

Ariel smirked at Peter for a second. As if she could ever be scared of sharks. But that was okay. She could absolutely pretend to be terrified of them if it got the job done.

So she nodded, and hopped down a few more rows, not quite the middle, a little closer to the front, where it seemed like a good view and still pretty private since lights would be down and it was a mostly empty theater anyway.

Peter followed and settled in to a seat and started getting himself (and all the snacks) situated.

"So here's hoping there's not too many previews."

Ariel also settled herself in, shrugging a little because, really, if there were a lot of previews, then that just meant more time to the date, right? Either way, her settling took a particular lean closer to Peter as she worked on opening her box of mints. Then she tapped a few out into her palm, and leaned even closer as she turned to him and offered him a few, with open, generous eyes.

Peter took the offered mints with a smile. "This is a classic," Peter remarked. "You're in for a treat."

Well, look at that, a good old fashioned movie theater playing some old, dusty, crappy movie, the original one! Not the eighteenth billion sequel that Farnsworth would have seen back in the future of the thirty first century.

He couldn't help but wonder if this was really the original one, or that version where they replaced all the special effects sharks with stuffed shark toys because they figured the real ones were too scary or intimidating or whatever the crap it was.

Well, only one way to find out. Farnsworth bought himself a ticket and a bucket of popcorn, and went on in.

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