“Let’s go see Book of Mormon,” I said.

“It’s playing at the Pantages in Hollywood,” I said.

“Let’s go Halloween night,” I said. “No one goes to the theater on Halloween.”

“Com’on! It’ll be fun. All the Halloween craziness will be down on Santa Monica.”

“Puhleeeeze? I promise, it’s not a mistake to go to Hollywood on Halloween night.”

“No, we have to go. I already got the tickets.”

“Don’t worry. Traffic will be fine. You’ll thank me later.”

“Stop worrying. What could go wrong?”