"Ooooh, cherry coke!" said Prompto. "And who knows? I think they're just so desperate to up the body count that they're throwing people in twice, because, yup, yuuuuuuup, that was....definitely her head flying off just about now..."

There was a small, considering pause.

"We can switch it, if you want," he said, thinking that Nina might not exactly be in the mood for so many decapitations and blood pretty much ever, and he was getting a little squeemish about it, too, if he was honest, "but, fair warning, there's scary movies playing on pretty much every station. Some might at least be trying to make some sort of sense, though."