Not kissing in the movies on a Saturday night...

Jaime and I went to the cinema again in Jaime's village. Yes, Jaime's little village has a cinema with two rooms. The choice was El Orfanato (which we had already seen) and a Ben Stiller film called The Heartbreak Kid. We bought two tickets for the latter and entered the cinema. Nobody checks your tickets so you are free to roam about the cinema. Jaime pointed to a room and told me to go in and find a seat. I went in and did so. Jaime came in 20 minutes later when the lights were already off with a load of popcorn (hate Spanish Popcorn, it's salty). The trailers had started and the one for Heartbreak Kid came on. That's a bit shit, I thought, showing us the trailer of the film we are going to see. Then the film started and it dawned on us that we had gone into the wrong room. We had seen this film before. Jaime turned round, called me 'tonta' and then sulked. (Jaime's automatic reaction to anything is to blame somebody else) The credits started to roll and I told him to get up, we had time to move and swap rooms if he got up right then when we wouldn't disturb anyone. However, he refused to budge, he would rather watch the same film again than have to admit to everyone in the cinema that we have made a mistake. I'm not sure if he is extremely stubborn or just plain stupid! By the time he reached for his coat and popcorn, giving in to my constant bugging, the film had properly started and we had little choice but to stay put. Needless to say we didn't speak for the rest of the evening!