Varon gasps. "What? Oh, this will not stand!" He takes her by the hand and flies her to the Headship before she can protest. All but moments later, he's deposited her in a tactile micro-pod seating sack (why humans ever departed from the 'bean bag chair' phenomenon is beyond him), with popcorn in hand.
A video display blinks on, and a fanfare sounds off. Text begins to scroll, as he sits down beside her.
"Thankfully, Varon always keeps 'The Best of Vartox' ready to go."
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