card. We could get in for half price.â She widened her eyes at Skyler innocently. âDo you think itâll sell out if I just run homeâ?â
âOf
course
itâll sell out if you âjust run homeâ!â Skyler mimicked impatiently, frustration seeping through his pores. He put his hands on his hips and softened visibly. âGaia, itâs very thoughtful of you to want to get us a discount, but I assure you, I can afford the ticket price. Next time we can use your card.â He took her hand. âThis way I get to play the alpha male.â
Gaia shuddered inwardly, but she forced herself to smile back. The alpha male was exactly the problem. âAre you sure? I mean, itâs no trouble. I can go back quicklyââ
âEven for a superhero like you, Gaia, I think the line is moving a little too fast,â Skyler said, effectively cutting her off. He had managed to sound playful again. A frizzy-haired woman standing in front of them in line shot Gaia a dirty look, suggesting that Gaia was being every bit as annoying as she imagined.
She was proud of her performance. But judging from Skylerâs ability to keep his cool, it was clear that she had her work cut out for her. âYouâve been so understanding today, Skyler,â Gaia practically cooed as they closed the gap between themselves and the ticket window. âYouâre so understanding every day.â She wasnât entirely sure how to bat her eyelashes or she would have.
âNo problem, Gaia,â Skyler said sincerely. âThatâs what Iâm here for.â He slapped his wallet down ontothe ticket sellerâs counter. âTwo for the six-thirty show,â he said.
âOh!â Gaia shouted suddenly, as if sheâd just had an incredibly random thought.
Skyler glanced at her warily. âWhat now?â he asked. His voice was light, but he did seem increasingly impatient.
âI, uh, really wanted some candy.â
Skylerâs gaze turned from hesitant to incredulous. âWell, good thing youâre in the
movie theater,â
he said slowly, âbecause I think theyâre equipped to handle your concession needs.â
Gaia tilted her head to one side and stuck out her lower lip. âCome on. This is Film Forum. Itâs not like the local multiplex. Theyâre not going to have any of the really good junky stuff. I think they only have muffins and croissants. Ten-dollar croissants,â she added.
âWell, if you want a ten-dollar croissant, Gaia, thatâs fine. I mean, I have the cash. Not a big deal.â Gaia had been sure this last little display would trigger at least a tiny crack in Skylerâs composure. But no such luck.
âYouâre getting robbed blind here today,â Gaia protested. âAnd I really have a sugar jones. I meant to stop off at a deli on the way here and pick up provisions, but I guess it slipped my mind.â
âWerenât you
just
saying that you werenât hungrybecause you ate so much in the park?â Skyler pointed out in a sudden fit of rationalism.
âWell, yeah, but it, uh, came on kinda quickly. Look,â Gaia wheedled, âIâll just run across the street. You wonât even miss me.â She started toward the front door of the theater, aware that their little âloversâ spatâ was drawing some local interest. As she passed by Skyler, she stomped on his foot âaccidentallyâ for good measure. âOops, sorry.â She giggled.
âGaia!â Skyler called after her, but the door was already swinging shut behind her.
âIâll get you some Maltesers,â Gaia called over her shoulder. She had no idea how he even felt about Maltesers, and she was pretty sure he couldnât have cared less about them at the present time.
THREE HOURS, ONE TUB OF ARTIFICIAL-butter-flavored popcorn, one large Coke, and a bag of M&Mâs later, Gaia and Skyler