While Domino and the Merc With a Mouth have a clear difference of opinion on that matter,
he arrives at a concession: «Let's meet in the middle and say it isn't.»
That is why in every movie theater there shall be established a well functioning alarm system, with cameras outside the door, and sound which immidiately would alert, an adequate number of well trained, armed and background checked security guards to
arrive ready to apprehend the perpotrator and provide for the safety for all the innocent individuals who spent their money to have a good time not to get shot
at (enterprises cut corners and then we complain about security and unemployment, charge what you charge for the
concession if you have to without serving the soda and the pop - corn, I rather stay lean, healthy, intact and alive).
I
arrived to a darkened theatre and a pair of obnoxious young dimwits who'd decided they'd prefer our seats to their own; as Thomas purchased himself a late breakfast
at the overpriced
concessions stand, I bullied these two ingrates into their rightful seats tucked neatly well inside the aisle behind several rows of heads (Thomas hates the front row, so I meet him midway... - ish) and parked my sweaty arse just where I'd paid to park it.