It was Ulysses' idea to go see a movie. He'd thought Calliope and her group had

already left town, so running into them at the theater was the last thing he

expected.

Even from across the theater, with just their silhouettes against the flickering

screen, Calliope's group had that unmistakable air about them, you couldn't help

but notice.

And the moment Ulysses heard someone mutter "the outlet store version" as he

walked in, he started to regret this whole movie plan.

They really, really shouldn't have come tonight. And of all the movies playing, did

it have to be this one?

As luck would have it, their seats were right behind Calliope's group. Just great.

Now they were even closer than he'd like, so close Ulysses was tempted to just

turn around and leave.

"Hey, we're already here. Let's just stay," Horatio whispered, nudging him forward.

With a sinking feeling, Ulysses followed, bracing himself as they walked past.

Oddly enough, Calliope and her group didn't seem to notice them at all. They

were deep in conversation, laughing and chatting like they owned the place.

Not wanting to attract attention, Ulysses and his group slid quietly into their seats,

couldn't help but eavesdrop as Calliope's

post-holiday road

plans to random stories and

brought up a tricky problem

a moment, and then laid out a solution so clear

that Quentin

genius," Quentin said, shaking his head. "I've been stuck

solve it

to the best of

she turned to Julius. "By

honestly think it's

you to switch things up a

couple of roles?

I'll keep an

good scripts for you.

go for

You're ready for

advice is always spot on," Julius replied with

grateful smile.

"So, Callie, when are you

with the Jewell family?"

Ulysses and Horatio tensed up, eyes wide. They hadn't expected

walk away from the

voice was calm but resolute. "It's only a matter

with them anymore. Once the Christmas is over,

suddenly snapped,

the theater

that supposed to

just gonna

company

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