[It hadn't been immediately noticeable—she'd been eating her own popcorn too, after all, albeit decidedly quieter—it's during the first break in the music, with a kernel halfway to her lips, that she starts to hear it.
And can't stop hearing it.
Every irritating little gobble and chew and lipsmack, the open-mouthed mastication, the satisfied sigh after every mouthful—it's a never-ending orchestra of teeth, jaws, and lips, slathered with saliva.
She holds out for a genuinely admirable length of time—long after the patrons to his immediate right get up and move, making disgusted noises. No, it's not until nearly the climax of the movie that she finally snaps during one particularly offense snarf, and spits out:]
I'm sorry, but could you possibly keep it down? [beat;] Please.
[If a polite request could come wrapped around a knife, this was it.]
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And can't stop hearing it.
Every irritating little gobble and chew and lipsmack, the open-mouthed mastication, the satisfied sigh after every mouthful—it's a never-ending orchestra of teeth, jaws, and lips, slathered with saliva.
She holds out for a genuinely admirable length of time—long after the patrons to his immediate right get up and move, making disgusted noises. No, it's not until nearly the climax of the movie that she finally snaps during one particularly offense snarf, and spits out:]
I'm sorry, but could you possibly keep it down? [beat;] Please.
[If a polite request could come wrapped around a knife, this was it.]