"Cretaceous Camp, holy shit," Kat says, unable to help the delighted laugh that escapes her at the thought. That probably is what it would be called, the same sort of comical, almost-but-not-quite name that applies to so much else in Darrow. She hopes they'll be able to dig up the real movie somehow, but if they can't, Darrow's inevitable knockoff is bound to be pretty hilarious. Such things usually are. "I say we find that, or whatever they're calling it, regardless. I bet it's ridiculous."
She grins at the thought, leaning back against the couch. "And if we can find any Tchaikovsky, or any good ballets, I will definitely tell you the story."
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Date: 2019-11-07 09:28 am (UTC)She grins at the thought, leaning back against the couch. "And if we can find any Tchaikovsky, or any good ballets, I will definitely tell you the story."