“Thank you,” she said smiling appreciatively. “That's very sweet of you.”
“My pleasure.”
“Please, come on in.” He stepped inside and glanced around the room. “Nice place,” he said conversationally.
“Thanks.” She gave him a smile. “So, what are we doing?”
“Your choice. The Family at nine or A Murder of Thieves at nine-thirty.”
“I see you've done your homework,” she said.
He nodded. “I have. I believe I found the theater with the best popcorn.” He gave her a sideways glance. “You do like popcorn?”
“Is a bear Catholic? Does the Pope…,” you know the rest.
“Not that I know of in either case,” he replied, and let out a surprised laugh.
“Popcorn is a good idea. And let's keep it light. Let's go to Family Man.” The title of the other film was a little too close to home for Lynn's comfort.
