"Not in here?" asks Barry, but he dutifully fills his arms with a few sodas and water bottles from the fridge, standing in curious expectation until Derek has gathered their plates. He follows Derek to the door, eyebrows climbing to his hairline when the lights come on to reveal the elaborate set up in the yard.

"Wow," Barry exhales, nearly tripping down the few stairs as he gapes at it. "This is amazing. It's like something out of a movie." Barry's grin widens further at the sight of the projector. "Is that for movies?"