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[OOM: Upstairs, Sunshine and Autor get more than they bargained for out of MST3K'S Hamlet.]

After Sunshine's struggle with the flu and both her and Autor's respective worlds deciding to up the stress level, they'd decided enough was enough. So what better to ease some of that than with a movie night?

Autor and Rae are at the bar, picking up tasty popcorn and tea. Catch them before they head upstairs.

[OOC: Two pups, two muns, limited time only! Tag one or both!]

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"Popcorn?" Dr. Lecter says. He's leaning on the bar and smiling at them.

Autor turns at the voice, swallowing his grimace. "It's a versatile food," he says, looking out for Rae as he arranges teacups on a tray. "Hello, Dr. Lecter."

"Traditional movie fare," Rae grins at Dr. Lecter from the far side of Autor, seeking the best way to balance the large bowl of freshly-popped popcorn, a smaller bowl of snacks, and a movie case, while still leaving a hand semi-free. "Though with tea, instead of beer."

"There are some very good beers, as we both know," Dr. Lecter says, mostly to Rae. "Hello, Rae. Hello, Autor!"

Autor manages to avoid setting his teeth as he nods. He fusses with the teacups again, stiff-fingered and stiff-backed. "How are you, then?"

"There are," she agrees, smiling. "But it's a night for tea."

Comfort food and movies.

"What movie are you going to watch?" Hannibal asks, looking from one to the other. "Were movies even invented in your time, Autor?"

"Depends on what you mean by movies, Dr. Lecter," Autor says, arranging the teapot just so. "I'd never seen one until I arrived here, but I know that film production is possible at home."

"Bar gave us a production of Hamlet," Rae answers. "I've read it, and saw parts of various productions in high school Lit class, but I've never seen it all the way through."

"Oh, I hope it's the one with Kenneth Branagh," Dr. Lecter says. "The only movie version that has every single line Shakespeare wrote for that play."

Autor stuffs the urge to snatch Rae up at the wrist and stalk up the stairs. He's mollified only by recalling that the movie night should proceed with just the two of them.

Three is a crowd, after all.

"Hamlet? I wonder how many movie versions there are," he says, forced to be civil. "Probably as many recipes as there are for bread."

"Probably," Rae agrees with Autor. Though she can tell Autor is itching to leave, so she gathers up the popcorn and snack bowls. "I've not heard of Kenneth Branagh, though hopefully we got a good one. We're in the Bar's hands, there. She supplied it."

"Let me have a look," Dr. Lecter says, holding out a hand for the movie.

Autor orders some tea, and then frowns fiercely once his back is turned to the both of them. Whatever he wants with that can't be good.

Having gathered their food and things to head upstairs, Rae has to set down all the bowls again in order to hand over the movie.

Both case and disc are as nondescript as nondescript can be while still physically existing.

"Keeping up the suspense, it seems," Dr. Lecter says, eyeing the DVD and case. "Or some illicit burnie. Or both."

"Burnie?" Autor says, turning back to face them. "What's a burnie?"

"A burned disc," Rae answers. "The discs and boxes of legit movies will usually have representative artwork or at least the logos of the companies who created it. But people can also use their comboxes to take the movie from one disc and burn the information onto another. Essentially making another copy of it while only paying for one."

"How very odd that the bar will give you one of those, as she can give you a legitimate-looking copy of whatever version she chose," Dr. Lecter says. "I wonder what she meant to say by this."

Autor has to bite down on his tongue to keep from snapping, 'you can ask her'. He sips his tea, reveling in the soothing taste of it. "She probably just wanted to keep it a surprise," he says calmly. "We'll have to see if we can find out why when we watch it, right, Rae?"

"We'll figure it out. Since it's Shakespeare, there's probably a double-meaning in it," Sunshine smiles at them both. "Autor, we should probably head upstairs before our tea gets cold."

"Well, run along and have fun," Hannibal says, smiling a little.

Autor nods warily and scoops up the tea set, waiting on Rae's lead.

"Oh, we will," Rae smiles, scooping up bowls and accepting the movie back. "See you later, Dr. Lecter."

Then she and Autor, laden with food and drink, begin making their way towards the stairs.

Dr. Lecter turns back to the bar, which is the last they see of him before they climb the stairs.-

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