Whenever there is anything on TV that Kimberlee thinks is even remotely scary (scary music, monsters, or anytime she sees the Sci-Fi channel logo on the screen), she runs to her little spot by our front door and waits until we can convince her to come back. Sometimes she'll take food and water and camp out. In this case we had rented Charlie and the Chocolate Factory and Kimmee got freaked out by the scary music (she's not a big Danny Elfman fan - he does all the Tim Burton films) - she eventually asked if she could go to bed, so Ed and I watched the movie by ourselves.