Alex could safely say he had never actually seen any of the Terminator films, but Riley's joke was not at a loss because like all males his age, he had heard the general gist of the movie. He smirked, "Of course. I think I like it already." He teased heading over to the couch as Riley popped the movie in. He sat down making himself comfortable, one arm lying on the arm rest as the other spread along the top of the couch.

"Ready as I'll ever be!" He chirped, taking the wine and glasses from her, placing them carefully on the coffee table and pouring out two fresh glasses before readjusting himself back into position on the couch. Alex had been a fan of James Cameron since he'd seen his first movie, he was surprised with himself that he hadn't seen the 1984 science fiction/action classic sooner. 

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As the credits rolled, Alex finished yet another glass of wine. "I'm still offended by the fact that you think I'm a cyborg." He teased. He'd enjoyed the movie, it was action filled something which he much preferred to the likes of the last movie they had watched together, a chick flick. It wasn't that Alex disliked chick flicks more so that he preferred this sort of thing. "Seriously though, not one part of me is bionic." He groaned, placing his glass down on the table and adjusting in his seat of the couch to face Riley sitting beside him.

"... And I really hope you're not trying to say that I'm the Terminator versus you being whom? Sarah?" He snickered, raising his fingers in a gun like shape and imitating Arnold Schwarzenegger's voice, "You will not be back." He spoke, of course knowing what the actual line was but found this more appropriate.