as the song ends, and she smiles out over the room. the audience applauds.
thanks, you guys, i know i'm not supposed to like that song, but i do. i'm gonna take a break for a second. anybody wants to buy one of my tapes, they're five bucks up here. one of my other personalities will be selling them.
enjoying yourselves?
good. 'cause i'm enjoying myself.
yup. not far from here, actually.
it's okay. hey. you guys might be the sort to know. are there any good record stores around here or do i have to go downtown?
what do you sell?
sounds great.
don't you like that?
everything go alright?
god, i hate that time. that pick up stuff time. i just went through that before i came here. you know that song "patsy cline times two" i play? that's about me and my ex dividing up our record collections.
thank you.
yup.
no way! i'd cramp his style. and i wouldn't want to listen to all that stuff happening on the other side of the bedroom wall. i'm way to unattached for that.
yeah, but if you heard this band called the crumblers, you'd --
yeah, i know the crumblers! i bought a used blasters album in new york about ten years ago and somebody left a crumblers single in it. my everything changed for a couple of weeks.
the conformist.
you haven't even seen it!
are you okay?
for now. but i wouldn't be if i thought this was the end of the evening.
good. in that case, i'll fix us something else to drink. you sticking to the whiskey or you want coffee?
tops off two whiskeys and starts into the other room where she sees rob, standing and holding his jacket.
when i said before that i hoped it wasn't the end of the evening, i was, you know.  talking about breakfast and stuff.
i'd like it if you could stay the night.
jesus, so much for delicacy. i pegged you for a master of understatement, beating around the bush and all that buzz.
so you'll stay?
good.
god, you ask a lot of questions.
that way. you?
and so it is. i'll talk to you later.
right.