"Ah that elusive 'normal schedule'," he said. Pretty much nobody he knew seemed to manage it. The medical types took on extra shifts and stayed later deal with patients, the aurors spent extra time on cases, Seamus worked all hours at the pub, and artists like himself were pretty much at the mercy of whims.
He settled back into his seat, content to watch the film while eating and drinking, and ever thankful that children's films generally didn't require anyone to pre-watch for triggers.
By the time it finished he was feeling pretty full, relaxed, and had a smile on his face. He stretched out his legs and turned to Luna as the credits were rolling. "Well, I thought that was pretty fun," he said, rolling to his feet. "What about you?"