Yoko chose the movie and paid for the tickets, so if he wants to critique it's his right as The Guy.

"I'm a guy!" Aiba whispers, stung.

"Yeah, but I'm The Guy." Yoko reaches for the popcorn, but Aiba moves it. Yoko brushs Aiba's crotch and jerks back, startled.

"I don't get it," Aiba says, holding the popcorn over his head. His lips are getting puffier, easing into a pout.

Someone two rows back hisses, "Hey, I can't see Shia LeBeouf's ass."

Aiba brings the popcorn back down and Yoko seizes a handful into his mouth with a triumphant, "Ha ha HA."

Aiba pouts. Full on pout with baby animal anime eyes.

Yoko swallows and says, "Listen, I paid, so I'm The Guy. You're The Girl, but that just means you have to put out later."

Aiba says, "Oh. That's it?"

"Yeah. It's like a down payment for sex."

"Ohh. That also means you have to be The Girl next time."

"What, why?"

"Cos we're guys. It's not fair if one of us is The Girl all the time."

Yoko smiles. "You can be The Guy all the time. I don't mind."

Aiba brightens. "What, really?"

"Sure." Yoko cheerfully imagines the money he'll save as Aiba's girlfriend. "Absolutely really."

Two rows back, someone hisses, "Hey! I can't hear the robots!"

Yoko says, "I'm gonna throw popcorn at her."

Two rows back, the same someone says, "Excuse me?"

Aiba sinks into his seat quickly and pulls Yoko down with him. Yoko whines, "What? I could take her!"

Aiba leans over the armrest and hastily presses their lips together. Yoko says, "Oi," and Aiba's teeth clack on his as Aiba licks his bottom lip.

Someone two rows back says, "Ooh, that's hotter than Shia LeBeouf."