Nothing like a day at the movies

[eat_me_beat_me]

Who: Nora and ANYONE
What: Start of the movie theatre lock-in loss.
When: Saturday 3/16
Where: The movie theatre
Rating: Oh let's say R for language

Cramped seats, popcorn dripping with butter, sticky floors and drinks that never seem to last through the whole flick. There really is nothing like going to the movies.

Word had spread through the week since Nora had issued her blanket invitation to the castle and the day had finally come for a movie marathon at the theatre. The popcorn was hot and the projector was ready. All that remained was for everyone to show up and pick a movie

((OOC: Before the movies, during the movies, Midnight. Feel free to put up your own sections. Threadjacking encouraged!!))

Comments

[brohoof]

You know what? He's just going to casually latch onto the very last thing Jane said, disregarding everything else. Because he knows what she's saying is true, but if he said anything in response to it, he would be a pedantic little bitch in order to try avoiding staying here for as long as she wants him to. People are hard, Jane, you just don't understand.

"I think I already know why," he says with a shrug, going back to his orange candy and taking another one into his mouth. "Or at least my theory is that since this place took away your ability to bake, it would do whatever it can to make sure you continue to be unable to do so. Me stepping in and making that 'bot for you pissed it off, so it made Anna malfunction. I already gave her a once over, everything seemed to be in working order. So it's the only thing I can actually think of."

And boy did it piss him off.

[cyan_maid]

She really doesn't understand, but then again, did you need to? People just sort of happen, Dirk!

Jane listens carefully to Dirk's explanation, and the more he speaks, the more she doesn't like it. Why? Because while it was ridiculous and terrible, in Paradisa it was also completely feasible. Her face definitely shows her displeasure, but it's not a face meant for you, Dirk, and she'll assure you if you ask.

"Of course it would do that," She says, eyes narrowing and arms folded across her chest. "Cheese and crackers! I wish we'd thought of that."