At the theater, a comedy they'd been looking forward to was showing.
Luis dutifully played the role of pack mule, checking their bags before queueing for tickets, a wicked glint in his eyes.
Normally, the best seats are in the middle, front and back seats have poor angles and speaker noise.
It was a busy weekend, and with the theater's discount, the place was packed. He could only get four seats in the back row.
"Doesn't matter. I have my contacts, so I can see fine."
The girls weren't picky, this was a spontaneous plan anyway.
The theater was full. People filed in and found their seats.
Some things in novels are a bit exaggerated. Luis had come with lewd intentions, but he noticed plenty of cameras, even in blind spots. And with night vision, they'd still be filming in the dark.
With a full house, there was little chance to do anything. Luis reluctantly shelved his wicked plans.
They watched the movie, it was pretty boring anyway, not nearly as good as advertised.
