[Ami made a dismissive gesture noticeable even in the dark. She was equally unconcerned with 'the rest'; she'd made the theatre the way she wanted it, and that was good enough. Better than good enough.
As if to prove this, she held a single piece of popcorn between her fingers, and held it up towards Kanda's mouth, just far enough away that he'd have to lean forward to take it.
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As if to prove this, she held a single piece of popcorn between her fingers, and held it up towards Kanda's mouth, just far enough away that he'd have to lean forward to take it.
Work for it.]