He'd gone to a movie in California. Yeah, it was maybe awkward to go alone, but it was a good movie. And none of his friends had ever wanted to see Age of Ultron with him.
The thing was, he distinctly remembered going into the theater in LA. When he left, it was definitely someplace else. Somewhere blazing hot - even hotter than Cali, with its ocean breezes - and flat as a board. Where the fuck was he, and how had he gotten there?