Overheard in line

As is our Judaic duty, we were planning on seeing the 3:10 showing of Les Miz at the local cinema. There was an unruly, ethnically homogeneous crowd in front. I stood on line and chatted with the woman right of me, a retired teacher who told me the guy at the window was "an idiot," and who did not want to come back at 6:30 (it was about 3 at this point), so she decided she would see Lincoln now and buy a ticket for Les Miz on Friday. She approached the booth and:

"Can I get a ticket for Lincoln?"
"Yes."
"And can I have a ticket for Les Miz on Friday?"
"No."
"Why not?"
"Because you didn't tell me what time you want to see it."
"When is it playing?"
"Twelve o'clock and 3:10."
"Three-ten."
"One?"
"Oh, there's a show at 1? That would be better."

At this point the 'idiot' rolled is eyes and I started laughing so I didn't hear the rest of it.