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[Gosh, you think, what a grand old theater (or maybe you aren't that polite, who knows with kids these days)! There's the plush dark red carpeting and golden banisters and snappily dressed ushers and popcorn.
You could wander into the room next door, where on the Big Silver Screen, various Spy movies from across the ages play on a loop and with seemingly no order are they even playing the whole movie? Tis' a mystery. Or stay and rub elbows with the small crowd in the lobby.
How do you show up? Why, good sirs/madams that is up to you. Walk in dressed to the nines through the grand front entrance or sneak in the back so you don't have to pay the ticket price or appear rather confused in the bathroom-- ah, that's the magic of the multiverse.
You might also care to note the box of tomatoes looking rather innocuous in the middle of the room.]
You could wander into the room next door, where on the Big Silver Screen, various Spy movies from across the ages play on a loop and with seemingly no order are they even playing the whole movie? Tis' a mystery. Or stay and rub elbows with the small crowd in the lobby.
How do you show up? Why, good sirs/madams that is up to you. Walk in dressed to the nines through the grand front entrance or sneak in the back so you don't have to pay the ticket price or appear rather confused in the bathroom-- ah, that's the magic of the multiverse.
You might also care to note the box of tomatoes looking rather innocuous in the middle of the room.]