A woman with a deep tan

Walking out of the cinema amidst the crowd was a fairly average woman. She wasn't dressed especially daring, nor did she have any work done to her body. No, what caught the attention of Mark was her tan. She's what Mark would categorize as a "Standard white woman", except she wasn't.. white.
She had a deep, almost copper-like tan. Mark absolutely despised how seemingly more and more women were becoming obsessed with their complexion, it's not like he thought tans were repulsive, he did however prefer them to be natural. He deduced that it was either a spray tan or frequent use of a tanning bed. Given the time of year, and the lack of any significant amount of sun there was no way her tan was natural, unless of course she'd spent the past three years abroad. Pondering the origin of her tan Mark completely lost track of his surroundings, failing to notice his girlfriends dissatisfied look as she'd caught him staring at another woman AGAIN.

Tucking away her cigarettes, Sara turned to Mark who was looking at nothing in particular. Or was he? For some reason Sara had been obsessed with the idea that Mark was looking at other women, even when Sara herself was around. Conceding to her obsession Sara quickly scans the crowd of people exiting the cinema. With her best deductive skills she quickly locked in a target she suspected was in Mark's sight. What instantly stood out to Sara was the woman's tan. It didn't seem like it had been earned fairly, like sunbathing at a beach in the Caribbean, it was no spray tan either though. No, what Sara was looking at was probably the most dedicated tanning bed user she'd ever seen.
Despite the cold weather the woman wore her shoulders bare. Paying close attention to her, Sara notices a distinct lack of tan lines. From this she could tell that this woman either enjoyed tanning in a "off shoulder bikini" or completely nude!

Annoyed, Sara grabs her boyfriends hand and forcefully drags him out of his fantasy and into the theatre. Skipping straight past the kiosk on the way in Sara didn't even care if Mark wanted anything for the film. Standing in line Sara was pouting her very puffy lips with her arms crossed under her non existent chest, obviously still annoyed about her boyfriends complete lack of restraint, at least that's how she saw it. After all, why would he even need to admire another woman's skin? Sara had been going to tanning salons for years. Always having been insecure about her own complexion. She'd only ever taken piano lessons and been part of the chess club growing up. Sara didn't really go outdoors a lot, which then again lead to her having very pale skin all throughout her elementary and high school years. Sara's complex about her complexion (See what I did there?) had some unfortunate consequences as well. Her routine of tanning multiple times a week had sped up the aging process of her skin, so despite only being 23, Sara basically had the skin of a 40 year old.

Finally having their tickets checked Sara and Mark went to their seats and sat quietly through most of the commercials and trailers. Nearing the end of the trailers one trailer stood out to Mark, or rather, one specific character in the trailer. He was SURE he'd seen her in another movie but couldn't quite place which one. He sat watching, no, staring at the trailer trying to determine where he'd seen her. Sara inevitably noticed and we all know where this is going at this point..