Indiana Jones Movie Night

[actualwizard]

Who: Anyone who wants to come watch Archaeologist Adventures
Where: The Movie Theater, Fourth Floor
When: Saturday April 14th, 6pm
Rating: PG-13 for shooting nazis?
Summary: Indiana Jones Movie Night
The Story:



The first thing people will notice when walking up to the theater, is the entrance that looks like it has been turned into a cave. Upon entering they will see that the theater has been transformed into something out of an archaeological dig. They will see the obvious screen on the back wall, but the seating is surrounded by scaffolding and wooden crates of various shapes and sizes. In front of the first row of seating is a fire pit made out of skulls. Don't worry though, its magic fire, it won't burn if touched and it won't set the whole theater ablaze.

If you stray over to the refreshments table, you won't be disappointed. Darcy and Billy have gone all out. Snake themed desserts are all the rage.

The movie starts late, giving people ample time to show up, grab food and find a seat. All four movies will be shown for whoever wants to sit through all of them or just watch their favorites.

Enjoy!

Comments

[demonstrate]

Henry Daniel, you are speaking this woman's language.

Her eyebrows climb upward with unhidden interest, amusement flooding her features as she looks to Henry. "No kidding?" she asks, eyeing the straw before her gaze lifts back up to him. "All right, fellow popcorn aficionado. I'm all ears."

[henrydaniel]

Putting the straw in the middle of his popcorn, he lines the end of it up with the end of the butter dispenser and then pumps, watching liquid gold run right into the center of his popcorn. Then he merely shifts the straw and keeps pumping, ending the whole process by removing the straw, adding some butter on top, and grinning.

"There you go. Butter spread evenly through the entire bag."

[demonstrate]

"You're a genius," Iris whispers, her awed voice not entirely for dramatic effect.

That is pretty ingenious of him. She grabs a straw to mirror the motions of his hand, finding that the butter does disperse more evenly through it. Iris glances at Henry with renewed interest now. "You got any other food hacks up your sleeve?"

It could be a youtube channel, you know.

[henrydaniel]

"I always have food hacks. Especially because one of my moms is kinda strict about food. Gotta get creative. Ever had a walking taco?" Henry grins because he is seriously excited to share all his useless food knowledge.

"We could find a seat and talk before the movie starts?"

[demonstrate]

In lieu of answering verbally, Iris cants her head to the side, motioning to a two-seating couch that not only looks ridiculously comfortable, it has all the throw pillows one could ever want. She sinks down on it, and only speaks once Henry's joined her.

"I've never heard of a walking taco, but I love tacos, so I can't imagine it's not glorious. What makes a taco walk?"

[henrydaniel]

Henry settles in next to her, getting his slushie and popcorn situated first before explaining. "First of all, and this is crucial: Do you have Fritos in your world? Or any kind of corn chip, really."

Maybe there's an other world equivalent that would work just as well for this.

[demonstrate]

Iris gives him a firm nod in conversation. It's apparent that she finds this as crucial as Henry does. Iris likes food, and while she's sensible about it the way she's sensible about most everything, she doesn't deprive herself. "We've got Fritos, Tostitos, Doritos ... if it ends in 'tos' then we probably have it."

Henry's question begs another, now that she thinks of it.

"That's really not a universal thing, is it? Now I feel bad for folks that don't have it in their world."

[henrydaniel]

"I see so much different stuff around here, and I think for the most part basic things are the same but snack foods? Huge variety. Okay, so. Walking taco. You open a bag of Fritos, like the lunch size. Add cooked ground beef, cheese, sour cream, onion. Basically, anything you put in a taco. Mix it up with a fork, eat it right out of the bag. There you have it."

It's called Frito chili pie in other places, but he's from a made-up town that lives by its own rules, so.

[demonstrate]

Okay, not only does that sound fabulous, it also sounds more appetizing than popcorn at the moment.

And that's really saying something.

"Think we can ask the closets for one? Because I don't know about you, but I could go for one right about now."

[henrydaniel]

Henry gets up and holds out a finger to indicate she should wait right there.

"Two walking tacos, coming up." He finds the nearest closet, rubs his hands together, and in hindsight realizes he should have asked her what she liked on her tacos. But he's guessing she has good taste based on nothing other than her love of really buttered popcorn. When he's done thinking and opens the door, there are two bags of Fritos with all the fixings. Making his way back over, he hands over one of them with a fork sticking out of it. "I figured you liked a little bit of everything. I'm Henry, by the way."

[demonstrate]

The only thing that could possibly distract Iris from that mouth-watering walking taco is the name he gives her. What are the odds of there being two young Henrys running around in Wonderland, right? She accepts the Fritos bag, but she's looking at him with a warm smile. Not quite with recognition, but a lightbulb moment of sorts. "Henry Mills? Barry's told me about you. I'm Iris."

Barry is a babbler. He likes to babble. A lot.

[henrydaniel]

"Oh, seriously? He's really cool. I mean, I like hanging out with him. What all did he tell you?" Because Henry's explained a lot about his fairy tale life to Barry, mostly because his reactions are legit amazing.

"And nice to meet you, Iris." Henry grins, ever the gentleman when he remembers, anyway.

[demonstrate]

"Just that you were his friend," Iris reassures with a grin of her own.

"You helped him when some of us were under that sleeping curse," she adds, not that Barry would've needed to tell her that for Iris to know. A quick perusal of the network at the time would've alerted her that the curse did indeed come from Henry's world.

[henrydaniel]

"Oh. Yeah. The sleeping curse." Wow does he still feel bad about that one.

"I tried to help the best I could. I mean, it was my fault he was in that situation to begin with. He never told me if my advice worked though," he says, hoping at least that much was okay and the kiss worked.

[demonstrate]

Iris doesn't actually know what woke her up, so she bulldozes through that, oops.

"It wasn't your fault," Iris says, her conviction a firm-sounding thing, but no less gentle. Henry seems to be mature for his age, but he's also just a kid. He shouldn't have to carry that weight. "Wonderland steals from our memories and puts us in those situations. That's not on you."

[henrydaniel]

Oh. Well. She doesn't know he actually made the potion. Cool. Cool, cool, cool. So, he's just gonna change the topic back to food because that's way less of a minefield.

"So, Walking taco. Thoughts?"

[demonstrate]

So cool, Henry Mills.

Iris' first answer is muffled, as she is feasting on the deliciousness of this walking taco. Then she remembers her manners, paces herself, and waits until she can actually speak. "You get ten out of ten from me. Feel free to give me food suggestions anytime you'd like."

[henrydaniel]

Henry grins, totally proud of himself. "I have so many ideas about food. I mean, ask me sometime about nachos except french fries instead of chips."

[demonstrate]

French fries instead of chips.

You're changing her world, Henry Mills.

"Oh, trust me. I will." He's just made himself a new friend. And not just any friend, but the best kind of friend: the foodie friend. She motions to the screen before them, where the movie is starting to play. "But for now, I wouldn't want to keep you from Indiana Jones."

[henrydaniel]

Henry grins. "In a couple movies. Break for potato nachos." Because honestly, why not. They should all be living it up tonight. He settles in for the movie, super happy he's giving people new food options and getting to see a franchise of movies he was cut off from as a kid because he was in a place where time didn't move.