Sitting up slightly, Sam forgot all about the movie on the screen and focused her attention on the guy spazzing out in the back of the room. "You ok over there, kid?" Sam was probably no more than ten years older than the guy, but for some reason the nickname seemed appropriate. Luckily, as with most things she said, it was offered in a lighthearted way so as not to offend.
Shifting to get a better view, she tucked her legs beneath her and pushed her blonde locks out of her face.