"I'd rather hold onto it..." She tugs, but no dice. Augh, and he hasn't given her his name!

She tucks herself sideways into her seat and brings her legs up so she's curled facing him. She's not letting him out of her sight, and she can at least try and kick him if he tries anything weird. And she keeps a hold of her stick for as long as possible.

"So... what's the film called?"