Sir, you have been banned from our theater. You snuck all seven of your friends into movies TWICE, and then threatened to throw the popcorn maker at my co - worker (a completely ridiculous thing to threaten, since I'm pretty sure moving that would be listed under the Labors of Hercules, but a threat is a a threat). What on earth would POSSIBLY make you think that, when you showed up with your friends last night, that we WOULDN'T call security and spend the rest of the night doing a stakeout for your idiot, SS self? You might as well go home, because we aren't fooled that easily.
Madam, I appreciate that freshly popped popcorn is delicious. Believe me, I've had our popcorn enough times to know. However, the time to ask for a totally new batch to be popped just for you is not near 11 o'clock at night. We're trying to close down everything, and we have to bag up all the extra popcorn. Yes, we'll do it, because our GM told us to, but it won't make us feel any goodwill towards you. One medium bag is not going to even make a dent in the amount of corn we had to pop for you, and an almost cold machine takes 10 minutes to pop, so one person has to watch that for 10 minutes when they could have been doing something else, like cleaning out theaters, wiping down counters, or re - stocking.