"Disappointing is not the word I would I use. Would you?"
"Not exactly."
She heats up the popcorn in the microwave while I hunt for a bowl. "I think my Gram is right, though. We should stop focusing on what we were expecting and didn't get and just focus on us."
"You're right. She's right. If we keep dwelling on it, we're going to waste the time we have together causing damage and not getting to know each other."
The microwave beeps and I take out the puffed-up bag and dump it in the bowl, afraid she might burn herself if she does it. She grabs the bowl and skips to the living room with the cat chasing her.
"Come on! We have to find a movie before it gets cold!"
I follow her to the couch, enjoying seeing this happier side of her. I guess I'll have to be sure to give her popcorn more often if this is the effect it has on her.
"Here." She hands me the remote control. "I'm not good with all those buttons, so you find us a movie."
I lean back and bring up the movie guide on the TV. "Is porn okay?" I ask casually.
She throws a piece of popcorn at me and I catch it in my mouth. "No porn, mister. And nice catch."
"Thanks. I have lots of oral talents to show you."
"I'll keep that in mind. How about a good comedy or a mystery?"
I pick a movie from the on demand service and hit play, then kick off my shoes to get comfortable while she's sitting on the other end of the L-shaped couch with a throw blanket over her.
"What?" she asks, catching me looking at her. "Popcorn?" She holds the bowl out to me.
"No, you said you wanted to cuddle on the couch."
"I did. And I am."
"You can't cuddle yourself."
She blinks at me, midchew.
"Get over here, then." I snap my fingers and motion for her to come closer.
"What?"