[There could be worse places to hide out when the dome around you's possibly about to crack like an egg and drown you. Seeing one last flick before she dies doesn't sound that bad, provided the sirens are muffled a little more inside the theater.
Rebecca's still cheerful and composed, though there is a tired look around her eyes from a very long day so far. When not camped out near Garcia or keeping tabs on her and 'the kids', she'll be sitting alone most likely on the floor with her back against a wall. She's brought a backpack with her, snacks, necessities... a half-empty bottle of wine that she'll be drinking straight out of off and on. She may share if you're cool.]