"It's supposed to be eaten when you watch the film. In cinemas they always have it." It's become something of a treat, the few times she's gone to the movies. "I suppose we may just have to have another movie, another time. As it must be done properly."

"I think that we have," she says, that same shyness creeping into her tone. She pushes it away, thinking of something else she might talk of lest she forget herself and kiss him here and now. "Speaking of, I had a thought for Christmas. I've been thinking on what we spoke of, about knowing how to become involved in this place? About causes and what we might find? There's a charity that feeds the poor and on Christmas Eve they are having a special dinner for any who might not be as fortunate as we are. They need people to serve the meal, and I thought perhaps, before mass?"