You get up, walk over and tell the roadies off.
"It's bad enough that it's the worlds stupidest movie, but you insist on playing it that loud so that people who actually have good taste can't concentrate on other stuff," you fume.
"And what would you suggest we watch," one snickers, "Little Women?"
You don't hold back a smart retort and the arguing escalates into something more than a stupid movie. You wouldn't have thought that held such resentment to you after only a couple of days.
Then, quite by accident, an odd devices falls out of the clothing of one of the roadie. You recognise it immediately as something only a secret agent would carry. So. This is the evil agent you've been called to track down.
Your eyes meet. He knows that you know who he is. He lunges towards you with intent to kill. Your fighting skills kick in (pun, pun). His mates can't understand why he should attack a 'defenceless' woman and at first try to pull him off you. But when you show yourself capable of defending yourself, they stand back. Then the spy pulls out a knife and now you are really fighting for your life. The other roadies are back in the game.
"It's just a movie!" one says "You don't need to kill her!"
But you both know it's not just a movie. This is a fight to the death between good and evil. Well, maybe not the death as good and evil will live on, but one of you will die this battle.
The knife is only mere inches away from penetrating your chest. He has pinned you down. You can either push him up enough for you to roll from underneath or struggle for control of the knife. What do you do?