"Heh. This is why I really voted against putting Harry Potter and Lord of the Rings in the same theater.... The characters keep popping up, making, um, nice, with each other. I swear I saw Frodo making eyes at Harry the other day, and the look of hatred in Sam's eyes ... whew. I inched over to the other side of the room."

(motherfucking bwah.

if my sister comes in the room demanding to know what I'm laughing at, I'll be screwed; will you visit me in hell?)

Honey, I'm in the passenger seat next to you.

Yep, we're down the hall.

"And Snape! Did you see Snape giving Wormtongue hte evil eye? I think I heard something about stealing hte other person's look. Sure, Wormtongue was created longer ago than Snape, but Snape's got a good argument for having been on the screen longer."

"Honestly, I think they're trying to shrug of the idea that they were twins separated at birth."

"If I see them snogging, I'm going down the hall to the Thornberry's movie."

I nod. "Yeah, my sister's dragging me to that tonight. I'm more than a little bit worried about one of the characters sliding off the screen. I mean, what does a 2D character become in a 3D world? Claymation?"

"Roadkill, if they're not careful."

I laugh helplessly, almost crashing into the group of punk-goths gathered around the sign for "Maid in Manhattan." I over hear one of them remarking on how good JLo looks these days, and nearly fall over again, until Connie comes and collects me, pulling me back into line just as the ticket booth opens again. Still chuckling, we wave our SuperSaver (read="free") passes for the theater and make our way inside. "Have you memorized the lines yet?"

"Oh, please, have I memorized the lines, yet. 'You're late. You look terrible.' Hasn't everyone?" I nod back at the wraiths. "Then there's your basic screeching, I think they've got that covered. I just hope they don't turn it into a Rocky Horror audience participation thing."