Let's have seafood tonight and then go see the new movie at Mall Cinema. Betsy told me it's a beautiful love story and I shouldn't miss it.
Oh, Goodness, please not again. That's what we did last week.
No, we didn't. Last week we went to see that movie about a man's struggle against mental illness.
Right, it was a chick flick, just like this one, so what's the difference? Besides, this is the last week for the third movie in Destroyer series and I want to see that on a big screen. Action movies need to be seen in a theater on a big screen.
Oh, yeah, and I did promise to see it with you if we went to that movie last week. But you liked that movie, didn't you?
Oh, sure, it was great. I had popcorn for dinner and paid the price of a movie ticket to get a two-hour nap.
It wasn't that bad, and you're the one that insisted on skipping dinner. We went to an excellent restaurant.
That place doesn't have a single meat dish. Just fish and shellfish and you know I don't like fish that much.
And I don't like meat that much. The only meat I eat is chicken.
But when I pick the restaurant, we go to a place that has both chicken and fish. I always respect your food preferences.
Well, I suppose that, to be fair, you should get to pick the movie and we can go to a restaurant that serves meat.
Now you're talking, we can see that love story next time.