Violence at the movies (what I did on Valentines Day) E started a fight in a cinema when she shushed some ah beng for talking too loudly. Naturally, the thug responded. But by hitting her instead of me! So, a short fray and chase later, the cops and paramedics came, took statements, and the cops decided to charge the less articulate of the parties involved (such is life), and I got home on Sunday morning at 8am, having started the evening at midnight. Not a bad outing.