[ It comes to him: they aren't seeing the same things on the screen. He has certainly experienced this before in hypnotic illusions (and used the technique himself).
His temper is like a hydrogen flame, a quick whoosh and it's gone. He slides his (now unencumbered) hands into his pockets, tilts his head to one side, and looks at her. ]
"Good" popcorn.
[ He shrugs. He has no idea what "pervbots" have to do with spilled popcorn, and he's not going to worry about it. ]
no subject
His temper is like a hydrogen flame, a quick whoosh and it's gone. He slides his (now unencumbered) hands into his pockets, tilts his head to one side, and looks at her. ]
"Good" popcorn.
[ He shrugs. He has no idea what "pervbots" have to do with spilled popcorn, and he's not going to worry about it. ]
Anyway, no. I'm not. You?