[Ivan can't stop himself from flushing. Sheba's so close she can probably see it even through the dark theater. Feeling awkward, he abruptly falls back into his seat again, not wanting to block the screen for anyone else enjoying the film.]

I'm, ah, sorry...about that.

[He really isn't. At least not that much, but it's polite to say so. And embarrassing to get caught.]

I hope I didn't offend you. It's nice to more formally meet you, Sheba.

[Even if these conditions are less than ideal and the robots are working themselves into a tizzy.]

YOU ARE ONLY MAKING THIS HARDER ON YOURSELF. FACE THE PUNISHMENT YOU ASKED FOR, WHORE.

[It's a bit distracting. Ivan can't help getting a bit worked up over it.]

Do you think it's fine to just stay here? They seem very aggressive.