Don't look at me. I'm not the one responsible. [ once inside, he chooses a seat in the middle and breaks off the arm rests on the two adjacent seats, so he can nestle into his own comfortably. or about as comfortable as this stupid shape of his can manage. there's something playing on the busted screen, but he's hardly paying it any attention... he's more concerned about vox at the moment. ] There's another theater you know...