"I would like to insult him. Specifically." Ashton grunted, but he had lowered his voice some. Leaning a little closer to Barclay, Ashton reached for the popcorn and looked at him, "Smaug is smarter than those idiot dwarves and that useless hobbit. He'll crush them."
Smirking at his own prediction of how the movie would play out, Ashton fixed his eyes on the screen again and watched, eating the popcorn without thinking on the taste.
His hand stilled in the bag of popcorn when the liquid gold made rivers in the dwarves' caves. Just as they had done when he first saw Smaug's mountain of treasure, Ashton's eyes became fixated and he watched the smelly dwarves and the tiny hobbit outsmart the dragon without further comment. However, when Smaug became covered in gold, buried under what was a lake of melted magma metal, Ashton had become very still and very tense. He stared in wonder, shallow breaths, a craving growing in the pit of his belly like he was watching a fantasy - his fantasty - unfold on the screen. To swim in gold... It would be even more delicious than being covered in coins and baubles. It would coat his scales and, like Smaug when he emerged from the river of liquid ore, he would become gold.
Ashton felt dizzy and he watched Smaug leave the caves, shake off the gold, and fly straight to the human city blowing fire. It was glorious. Now he was starting to understand why dragons hated humans so much.