The next day
Nora and Leo are eating breakfast at their apartment. They're both quiet.
"How was the film?" Leo asked.
"It was very interesting." Nora replied. "There was an archaeologist who met socialites in a pyramid in Egypt. They invited the archaeologist to come with them to New York. They went to a night club and he met a singer. They fell in love and eventually got married. The archaeologist even said to the socialites that a fortune teller told him he would find love in New York. It was so romantic. You should have seen it with me. I think you might have liked it." She recalled.
"You know that I can't sit and watch an entire film. Nora, you know that it's junk. The plot isn't realistic. Who meets a socialite at a pyramid? This type of a scenario is just a fantasy. You absorb all these films like a sponge."
Nora got annoyed and got up from the chair. She grabbed her coat from the rack. She buttoned her coat. "Why do you have to be such a party pooper and spit on everything that I like?" She muttered.
Leo got up and walked over to Nora. "What are you mumbling about?" He asked.
"It's nothing." Nora said. "I have to go to diner. My shift starts in fifteen minutes. I can't be late."
Leo leaned down and kissed her on the cheek. "Okay. Have a good day."
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Nora is leaning against the counter and she's holding the plate that she's cleaning with a towel. She's still thinking about the movie.
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The Purple Rose of Cairo
FanfictionUnhappily married Depression-era waitress Nora Foster is the main breadwinner while Leo Foster, her inattentive husband, blows their meager income on alcohol and gambling. To ease her loneliness, Nora goes to the Jewel, the movie theater in her neig...