Hmm... I'm thinking enjoy the movie first, invent hideous food another time. I don't know how much of an iron stomach you've got but throwing up isn't on my game plan tonight.

[Or maybe when he gets himself some more plain old melting chocolate, instead of brownie mix. God knows what's in that stuff (besides the chocolate chips, that was his doing).]

Too bad we can't take this with us. Microwave popcorn is okay, but the good stuff is from a real popper.