Quinn almost pouted at Shane's words, but managed to fight the expression away. "Fine, fine. Do you want to share a tub of popcorn this time, or too full? We could share some candy instead," he chattered as they headed to the care and drove toward the theater. It didn't take long and the two of them kept up the light conversation, though mostly Quinn who couldn't do silence well even if he spent most of it on his phone looking through message boards and social media. The theater itself turned out to be crowded, a long line twisted around the ticket booths. Quinn frowned, shoving one hand in his jean pocket. "This thing better not be sold out."