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"Uhh…" Holly used her pinky finger to navigate her phone, since she just went off the chef's profile and out to the new(ish) spot. "Uhhh, ‘Hoo's on First&rsquol; is the spot — guess it's on First Avenue."

She got situated, awkwardly negotiating with the stool that was more Brix-sized than Holly-sized.
Tortilla managed, pinched, maneuvered around metallic plum-hued talons, appreciated while you explained about the music.

The fizzy Truly helped wash it down behind the effervescent suggestion of lime, and the tilt of the can was interrupted by the muted buzz of your phone in its case.

Eyes back to you.

"…yeah no I feelyou but if you're going that, you gotta do the whole song n' dance. Drop teases every other day, get 'em hot and ready to hear it, get all over social media, big stupid smile, get some collab going so other people can talk about it all shush like they ain't supposed to leak it, like drum up interest."

Crazy being mansplained about how modern music culture works, but she just listened, simply holding that for a minute ask you pivoted to asking how the show went, well…

…if you were willing to take up the burden of breaking the ice, she couldn't reciprocate by being dishonest, so she… braced.

"It's… I mean it's going well. Far less nerves now than at the start, but… it's really awkward, with Elodie. There's a huge, invisible rift. We often don't see her at the shows, and you know how I've been paring down my time with Leo lately…" elbows on the counter, hovering the half-eaten bundle with a few drops of bright-red sauce escaping onto the second taco laying open underneath.

"…we're still finalizing the schedule for how many more showings we're going to do. In the meantime I'm just lucky nothing untoward has been going on in Edgewater. Dragoshi and AJ have been quiet, too."

Holly lifted the taco up, paused. "…what about Chicago?"

watches to see if anybody comes in with a project

The House
Heh, speaking of sexy Karl Urban...

slides out to go finish a paused scene elsewhere

sips my drink more

I take it not here long enough to do that tonight then?

lights a cigarette and blows smoke away from you
"Such a shame. I shall have to rectify that some time soon, I suspect"
giving you a knowing wink

not had a lot of chance for proper misbehaving sadly.

shrugs as our drinks arrive
takes a long drink and smiles at you
"Indeed we have. I trust you have been misbehaving in my absence!"
lol

The House
Poor Rudy. The lab tech should never go undercover.

it has been too long we keep missing each other. I'm doing well, how are you?

"How have you been, Dove? It's been a while. Some of your fans have been missing you!"

Main House
He watched you serve yourself a plate of food, and he would unceremoniously reach across the Island, following your collection like he didn't know what to try until he watched you gather it for yourself.

His plate full, he dropped back down and set about getting a large mouthful of the first sustenance he'd eaten apart from a Protein bar in the morning with his coffee.

"Looks good. What's the place called?"

He continues the superfluous chatter with you, grabbing a small strip of beef that had fallen out of a taco bite to chase the full flavor of his mouthful.

He pockets the food into the side of his cheek, like a squirrel, to answer...

"Nah nah nah Blockhead's done. Finna drop next week, feelme? But if I got the gear, I might as well throw somethin' down. Might just release it all by it's lonesome. One-once it's down that is..."

He reached for his yeti, after he was back to chewing and using the splash of water to aid in his swallow. His phone buzzes, the tips of his rubberized case rattling against the granite— or was it marble?— countertop. Brix leaves the phone sitting where it was.

"Like, you know they don't really care 'bout albums anymore, feelme? It's like single songs and shit. That down there ain't even close to done but throwin' down lyrics felt good, nahmean?"

He takes his eyes off his food, and looks over to you.

"How was the show?"

sees you and smiles

good evening

Out

enters the bar
smiling as I see you are here
orders a round for us as I come and join you

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InVeigle

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looks back through my phone a bit more

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Main House
Well it was that, like, noise-canceling that filtered specifically for conversational register, so she could still make out what you were saying.

Because in spite of all of her curiosity, she knew that took a back seat to the fragile energy of creation. The way that momentum was ruled by chthonic, unknowable tides and there was no way to reliably know when, or if it'll strike again in a timely manner. By now they were all vaguely aware of how your release schedule was a bit hard to predict.

Mercifully, but tragically, Dylan Bode was far too busy with larger-feeling affairs for any imperative to bother you about it, not that he likely would?

What she couldn't hear was that faint bass as it leaked up through the floor, so she didn't know it stopped, and she was genuinely surprised to see you pop up even though she did text, announce about food as she passed you the little serving-tongs.

"Yeah it's this, uh…" Holly paused to poke a finger to her earbud to pause the music and allow ambient sound again.

"New fusion place downtown. Local internet food guy opened it up…" she let the conversation linger on the superficial, as she often did, as she fixed herself a plate of two overlapping rounds of meat, dairy and colorful veg, both fresh and pickled. The delivery fee all the way out here was almost as much as the food itself, not that either of them really cared.

"…that going on Blockhead, or the third album? I thought we were already wrapped, just trying to coordinate release and merch and a tour n' shit?"