Science Fiction/Double Feature

[whistlersmum]

'May the drive-in never die', Whistler thought to himself.

It was just past dusk, and The Blob was about to ooze itself across the outdoor screen. He'd hooked the speaker inside-out on the Impala's driver-side window, so the audio would project outward. He rested against the windshield, shoes off so as to not scuff the new paint on the hood. It'd cost him enough to get out of the impound and repaired. He wasn't about to cause any more damage.

A cooler full of beer sat on the roof of the car, an open can to his right. A jumbo bag of popcorn rested on his lap.

This took him back. The Globe in England; the Colliseum in Rome; watching Oedipus Rex in the original Greek. But nothing compared to a good old-fashioned drive-in theater.

And Steve McQueen. No one could touch him. Not even Olivier.

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[whistlersmum]

Whistler remembered that movie. The Getaway came out in 1972. That would make Theresa's first crush at around age five, or...

'Well. DUH.'

For a demon who lived thousands of years, sometimes he acted like he just fell off the back of the dung wagon.

Whistler puff-puffed and passed to Brian. He gave Theresa a sly look.

"That's amazing skin cream you use," he chortled to the girl, the smoke curling at the corners of his lips.

He wondered if Brian was more than he seemed as well.

[brian_campo]

Leaning against the fender of the Impala, Brian thought back to childhood and tried to pinpoint who his first crush had been. When it came to him, he smiled. “Jane Fonda,” he admitted, thinking back to that poster of Barbarella that hung next to his closet for years. He took a hit and blew the smoke into the space behind him. “What about you?” he asked Whistler. The man was older than him by maybe two decades, he figured, judging by the slight graying of hair around his ears.

‘Lauren Bacall’, he thought. ‘I’m calling it.’

[whistlersmum]

"Mary Pickford," came the Agent's response. It required no thought. If he could, he'd have had her poster on his wall in Berlin.

"That girl could emote. And those eyelashes. Hoo boy."

[tiny_dancer81]

Theresa had had a tiny moment of panic when Whistler gave her that look, but when Brian didn't react she drank another mouthful of beer. The last thing she need was him running off and telling Maddy that she was older than she acted.

"Who's Mary Pickford? " she asked with mild interest. Her knowledge of movies was limited to modern cinema, although she was a moderate fan of Sam Peckinpah's westerns. The final gun battle in The Wild Bunch could even make her undead heart threaten to beat.