"Laia, good news! I got a ticket to the special screening for you!" We're threading our way through the lunchtime crowd at the BWU cafeteria. The menu today has a Scottish theme: your choice of haggis samosa or pork pastie vindaloo.

"Fabulous!" I love old 2D movies. They've been working round the clock restoring this one particular film for months, and I've been dying to go to the Official Sneak Preview. "Um, Grandmother? Is there any chance I could score some tickets for a few friends I think would really, really like to go?"

The glass walls of the cafeteria part to let us out onto the patio. "Well, how many friends are you talking about?"

We put our trays on a table near the guardrail where we'll have a nice view of the Bronx Lagoon and sit down. "Oh, just a few thousands."

Abuela looks up from her pastie vindaloo in shock. "Thousands!"

"What can I say?" I dump a dollop of chutney on my samosa. "I'm a very popular girl."

Grandmother gives me a long, steady look, but it does no good. I am blush-proof.

"Thousands?"

"At least."

The great Jeanine Salla sighs. "All right," she says. "I guess we can do that."