So, it's still 1965 (I think it's 1965), but it has to be summer, because summer is when the single local theater would show "foreign movies". And Mick came out to where I was staying in Claremont to my parent's home. We sat around on the couch for awhile, and decided to go to a movie, and checked the single listing for the single movie theater in town aptly called The Village Theater. There was one choice and he decided we would go see a foreign imported film with Sophia Loren called "Yesterday, Today, and Tomorrow".
I went off to change into something more suitable for a "date" but only at my mother's and sister's insistance. I still rebelled, and though I wore a tan sheath skirt I was wearing a blue work shirt, which horrified the ladies when I came out. And I was horrified that my mother, who should have known better, had decided to offer Mick a bottle of beer and he had actually accepted it and was on the couch casually sipping from a bottle of my mother's own Miller's High Life ("The champagne of bottled beer").
Mick liked Sophia Loren, you see, that's why we went to that film. The only thing slightly unusual that happened was that the popcorn vendor was my arch rival in high school, the girl who not only had a job in this small town but who was awarded every single available scholastic award and scholarship. I didn't think I'd run into anyone I knew on a quick trip to a small movie house at night in a small town. And she was surprised to see me in town, as I wasn't living there any more you see, and asked for an introduction to my friend. And I hated that town so much, and everyone in it, so I said, "This is my new friend from England, Linnie."
Then we went home and Mick drove back to Los Angeles. The film was not memorable, and in reading about it just now I figured Mick and I probably liked different parts. He probably liked the prostitute part and I am fairly certain I preferred the black market cigarette part.