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The lights came up in the theater and Cait Travis reached for her purse as her husband Andy tried to inconspicuously shove his empty popcorn bucket under the seat.
"No, no, sweetheart," Cait chided. "That's littering. We have to set a good example for the children."
"In case you hadn't noticed, the children aren't here," Andy pointed out, but he retrieved the bucket anyway. Cait just smiled.
It took a few moments for them to work their way out through the crowd of people all trying to exit at the same time.
"So," Andy prodded her with his elbow as they stepped out into the early evening chill and started walking down the sidewalk. "How did you like the movie?"
"It was much better than the last few. I think they've been trying to give him too much 90's sensitivity. This was more in character with the books and the early films."
Andy shook his head. "You know, honey, I was surprised you agreed to see this picture so easily. I figured you'd rather see some tear-jerker or soppy romance."
Cait frowned. "There's nothing wrong with a little romance. I've never heard you complain about it at home."
"Yeah, but that's different. You know what I mean. This kind of action movie isn't usually what women go for."
"Hey, no stereotyping if you please. I happen to like action movies. I also happen to like romances and I like musicals best of all. But I'll admit," she stopped and looked back at the poster for the currently playing feature they had just seen, "I've always been a fan of this particular macho man."
"Really?" Andy was genuinely surprised as they resumed their progress up the street. "I get a charge out of the action scenes and I love the gadgets. What's your favorite part?"
"Oh, I have no trouble keeping my eyes on the hero."
It was Andy's turn to frown. "You think this new guy is as good as the others?"
"I think he's the best one since Connery, and I loved Connery. I still think he's sexy."
Andy shook his head. "Funny thing, though. All through the movie, I kept thinking this guy reminded me of someone."
"Really? Who?"
"I can't put my finger on it, but I'm sure I've seen him before."
"Well, he was on television before this movie, I understand. Maybe you saw him there."
"You didn't think he looked familiar?"
Cait shook her head. "No, but he sure was handsome!"
Andy stopped in his tracks. "And what am I? Chopped liver?"
Blue eyes flashed in amusement. "No, dear. You are the love of my life, but that doesn't mean I can't appreciate a good looking man when I see one. I'm married; I'm not dead! Besides, you didn't exactly avert your eyes from the scantily clad women in the movie, now, did you, darlin'?" The Irish lilt crept into her voice, then she laughed.
Andy tried to remain indignant, but was doomed to failure. "Okay, I guess you're only human and so am I. Whadda you say we grab a bite of dinner before we head home? It isn't every day we get a night on the town just the two of us, and Mom and Dad will already have the kids tucked in before we could get home anyway."
"Sounds like a plan," she replied. "But first, let's stop by the music and video store. There's a CD I want to get and I'm in the mood for a nice romantic movie on the VCR when we get home."
"Great!" Andy replied with a wolfish grin.
"I thought you didn't like romantic movies," Cait challenged.
"I didn't say I didn't like them, just that they are all women usually want to see. Besides, the idea of getting you in a romantic mood just before we go to bed is something I can really agree with."
"Mmmm," she purred. "I like that idea."
"Any particular movie you had in mind?"
She nodded. "I'd really love to see Manions of America again. It's so wonderfully romantic and it's set in Ireland."
"Don't think I've ever seen it," Andy replied. "But I'm game. What CD did you want to buy?"
"Oh, I wanted to pick up the new John Tesh disk. I just love his music."
Andy frowned. "I think I'm getting jealous again."
Irish eyes twinkled.
"Good."