[Teddy would rather not end the evening with Billy throwing up either, so he'll just grin and give a nod of agreement. Another time, then, when they both feel brave enough to possibly spend the rest of the afternoon feeling sick to their stomachs because they were being stupid teenagers.

He finally does open his eyes to watch the popcorn at Billy's comment, noting that it's almost done.]

I think we're just doomed to have to visit movie theaters forever for that kind of popcorn treatment. But I'm not complaining. [After all, it means more excuses to go see movies together.]