<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=39211.msg1970769#msg1970769">Quote from: Buchanen on 16-06-2009, 06:02:02</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><br/>Meanwhile, James had finished another set of rounds and was headed back into the office for a few paperwork tasks left over from the morning. Shortly before reaching the office he ran into Kyo. "Good evening miss. James, General Manager. Here to enjoy one of our films?"<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Kyo turned her head and looked at the man addressing her. Flipping out her wallet, she took two tens and tucked them into his shirt pocket.<br/><br/>"For the cost of entry...and a bucket of extra buttery popcorn....maybe a small pop?  Something extra sweet.  I'll be in the front row, as usual."<br/><br/>Without waiting fora response, Kyo turned and followed the hall down to the main theatre, pulling open the doors and easing inside.  Lifting her glasses off her face and pushing them to the top of her head, she walked down the darkened isle, noting she was the only one present.  That suited her just fine.<br/><br/>She wandered down to the front row, pausing ever so often to look down the isles for a mislaid wallet or jacket.  Counting the seats, she sat in the 11th row, right in the middle of the front seats, and propped her feet on the long rail which separated the seats from the projection screen.