Kate and George
George wandered through the crowd looking for a place to sit. She had a tub of popcorn clutched in arm arm ("extram butter-flavored grease, please!"), a plastic bag full of various candies dangling from that hand. Her other hand held a ginormous cup of soda. One of the benefits of being undead was that worrying about nutrition or watching her weight were things of the past.
She finally spotted an opening and happily settled down. Beside her, a dark haired young woman clearly had the same understanding of what watching horror movies entailed. George carefully put down her soda, and her popcorn, then upended the bag of candy. It spilled into a glorious, sugary heap.
She glanced over at the other girl's collection of junk food. "Great minds think alike!" George said.