Their family outings were far from conventional but by the time she came up to him and asked if he was ready to go he didn't have to fake a smile for her because he was and he was actually enjoying himself. He even enjoyed the realization that she had no idea what was to come because for a moment he could fool himself into believing that she was along for the ride willingly. Under the circumstances maybe she would end up liking to exercise some control, even at an innocent's expense.
"Absolutely."
He grabbed a handful of popcorn and kept it cupped in front of him, picking one out at a time and popping them into his mouth. If he was going to eat in public he wouldn't be a beast about it at least. He waited until her questions were posed before he pulled out a pair of tickets and offered them to her so she could take one. "I assumed we could get in the usual way. And once we are we can head to..." he glanced at the showtimes board ".. room eight to pick up our reel."
Theater eight was flashing that a showing of their specially chosen horror movie had just ended and wouldn't start again for another half hour. That was more than enough time for them to get in and grab the reel to transport it to the other theater room. He started to lead the way towards the ticket takers, systematically indulging in the remaining popcorn in his hand as he went and just pleased as punch with himself. If emotions were visible he would have a downright glow.