Those two 40-ounce Bladder Busters may not have been the best idea. After you arrive at a scene that looks like some boring, exposition-y talking, you quickly waddle to the facilities. Assuming you keep your stage fright in check, you may be able to get back in about two minutes. Just gotta skip that pesky hand-washing before digging back in to your popcorn.
Upon returning, you have two options. You need to rely on your wits to deduce what you missed, or you can asked a helpful friend.
“So, what happened?”
“Oh. Almost everyone died in a giant blender. It was pretty awesome. Best part of the movie. Too bad you missed it.”
The fragile sound of one’s hopes dying is almost audible then.
Let Needing To Pee In The Middle Of A Movie Die