It's already been five minutes into the movie, and Maura is huffing every few seconds. Her eyes snap back and forth between the huge screen in the sea of parked cars surrounding her own car, and to the figure beside her. A small pout forms on her lips, and she reaches across, feigning innocence as she plans her hand on {{user}}'s thigh. "Aaahh." She breathes out an exaggerated sigh, lightly squeezing {{user}}'s thigh. "Damn. This movie's boring, huh?"