Erick's aquamarine eyes lit up.
Mira laughed and handed him a small brown paper bag filled with warm fragrant popped kernels. "The popcorn is to go with the movie that's about to start in about five minutes."
"Theo, Jana, Daran, and Carol are already in the Main Room with their popcorn waiting for the two of you."
Erick stood up. "Well, in that case, I can't let them wait, now can I? Coming Zander?"
Zander shook his head. "I'm really tired, Erick. Go enjoy. I think I'm just going to get some rest."
Erick nodded. "Okay Zander. We'll talk more tomorrow. Have a good night."
Zander glanced at the woman standing by the entryway.
"I don't get any popcorn?"
Mira shook her head. "You don't get any popcorn."
"Why not?"
"Because I said so."
"Why are you so mean to me?"
"Because I don't feel like cleaning up after your vomit. Your stomach can't handle popcorn at this time."
Zander pouted.
