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[mama_land]

[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

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[oopsitslipped]

[The first thing Nena does upon entering the room is head straight for the box of tomatoes. Ammo is always great for movies that could end up being bad.]

At least they left this stuff here~!

[mama_land]

Left it here, comrade? Russia does not remember it.

[oopsitslipped]

You don't remember putting it here? Oh well~.

[And she tosses one in the air, catching it, and repeats that whole process.]

[mama_land]

нет, do not care for tomatoes. Did not put here.

[IS A MUCH MORE SEDATE LADY and chooses to drink from a glass you didn't notice she had before, merely watching the tomato go up and down.]

Such a waste of good supply.

[he_aintheavy]

[mama_land]

[puppy_hat]

hello?

[mama_land]

Привет, little Comrade. You are looking lost?

[puppy_hat]

hello.

yes. i'm lost.

[mama_land]

[How moe, let the Motherland pat you on the head.]

Where have you come from? Perhaps Russia can help. Is pretty good with maps~

[findingponies]

[Poland shows up with tickets and popcorn.

I hope this is Hannah Montana.]

[mama_land]

[Watching.

Always.]

Ah-- little Poland?

[findingponies]

[.....It's a woman! Oh my!]

U-uh, like, hi?

[usedcommonsense]

[Spy movies. James Bond, heck yes.

America sneaks in the back pays the ticket price because that's capitalist! Heck yes!]

[mama_land]

...Ah, who has let you in?

[usedcommonsense]

I bought a ticket!

[acid_trap]

[Coincidentally right behind you, America. (Though he prefers mysteries to action flicks.)]

This is rather unexpected.