"Caden, no," Jocelyn whispered. "Let's go."

"Yeah, do as your woman says and get out of here, why don't you?" Henry catcalled as Mona cringed.

"Jocelyn, take the popcorn and wait for me in the lobby," Caden instructed.

Just then, a skinny, teenage usher with bad skin walked up the aisle and then looked back and forth between the four of them.

"It all started when I threw a piece of popcorn at my- friend," Jocelyn tried to explain, "and then he threw one ...