We foisted Erin off on the unsuspecting mother of one of her friends and Scott took me on - gasp! - a date. Which involved arriving just in time for the first showing of the new 007 and having to sit in the third row from the screen like a couple of junior high kids (Scott's neck is still sore, poor baby). I would recommend it, if only because Bond is ... very ... mmm. Bond.
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