Mark had had to pee since halfway through the last movie. Maybe spiking his soda was a baaaad idea. He hops up from his seat as the credits start to roll - figuring that he'll be back before they're done to catch whatever easter-eggy thing they put afterwards - and quick-walks to the door in the universally known stride of Guy Who Has To Pee But Is Trying To Be Cool About It.

And then the door won't open.

He pulls again, a little harder. Nnnnnothing. Dread starts dripping down the back of his neck like ice w-- wait no no water metaphors, that is not going to help him any.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Guys."