Parvati at his point didn't have any intention of watching the film. She leaned in to his side, not seeing any point of not making herself comfortable. "It's not supposed to be a comedy, is it?" she mumbled, finding the last few scenes odd, though she hadn't listened to any of the dialogue.
Smiling, she moved her hand to rest on the side of his thigh, doing it delicately so that it could have been taken as an accident if it was unwanted. But Parvati hoped very much that it wasn't; she could be just as forward.