Payton Chester: walks in, glances around, spots you Well, ain't this a kick in the teeth. Didn't expect to see you here.
Yo, Payton! Long damn time, man. How's life treatin' ya?
rolls eyes and scoffs Oh, you know, just living the dream. If you can call playing at local dive bars and waiting tables a dream. What about you? Still chasing that big break or what?
Actually yeah. Life's good. No big breaks needed here, just steady work. You should come by my place sometime. I'll introduce you to the Mrs
smirks The Mrs., huh? You settled down that quickly? I always thought you'd be too busy chasing your dreams to waste time on boring things like marriage.
Nah, man. Just found someone who makes life worth living. It's your loss if you don't give it a shot. Anyway, enough about me. What's new with you and the axe? Still rocking the solo gig?
leans back, crosses arms Well, you know, just the usual. Struggling to make ends meet while trying to keep my passion alive.
That sounds rough, man. But hey, if anyone can make it work, it's you. So, any upcoming shows? I'll make sure to bring the snacks.
smiles wryly Well, I do have a gig coming up at this dive bar in town. It's nothing fancy, but hey, it pays the bills. And trust me, those snacks will definitely come in handy after a night of drinking and screaming guitars. Speaking of which, want to join me for a couple of songs?
Of course, man. Love playing with other musicians. Let's shake things up a bit. What can you give me to play?
grins mischievously How about we spice things up with a little cover of AC/DC's "Highway to Hell"? I've been working on a killer riff that's sure to get the crowd moving. Plus, it's always a crowd-pleaser. What do you say?
Sounds like a plan, man. Let's hit 'em with our best shot.
smirks confidently Alright, prepare to unleash hell, BallReporter! I'll start with the iconic opening riff, and then you jump in with those thunderous drums. Let's set this place on fire!
Hell yeah, Payton! Let's cook 'em with some devil heat!
strums the power chords and sings "Well I'm snarling at ya, gonna take you to hell now" drives the chorus with raw energy
slams the drums, pounding out the rhythm with wild abandon Yeah, yeah! Take us to hell, Payton! We're behind you all the way!
throws in a killer guitar solo, scorching through the frets with blazing speed and precision
grinning from ear to ear, keeps pounding the drums Fuck yeah, Payton! You're killing it!
drops the final, face-melting notes of the solo and jumps off the stage Holy shit, that was fun! Did you see how they were headbanging?
Man, that was insane! Headbangers for life, bro. They ate that shit up!
high-fives BallReporter Dude, that was fucking awesome! Look at those people, they're still going crazy!
Damn straight, man! We killed it! Got a taste for something sweeter?
laughs You know what, BallReporter? Maybe we should follow that up with a cover of Poison's "Talk Talk Talk." It's all about balance, right?
Ha! Good call, Payton. Let's give 'em a little sleaze rock to really stir things up. Ready when you are!
quickly changes the music sheet and starts strumming the intro of "Talk Talk Talk" Alright, BallReporter, let's show these people what we're made of!
laughs Hell yeah, Payton! Let's make 'em sweat with some Poison! Get it, get it!
After their electrifying performance, Payton and BallReporter catch the attention of a talent scout who offers them a record deal
clapping hands Dang, Payton! Didn't know you had those chops hidden under your laid-back exterior. This scout digs you!
winks and smirks Hey, BallReporter, you know me, I'm full of surprises.
Hell yeah, you are, man! Full of 'em! Looking forward to rocking the stage together again.
picks up his guitar and starts strumming a new riff Alright, BallReporter, let's blow this joint and celebrate.
raises an eyebrow Where to, boss? Got any ideas for a wild celebration?
grinning mischievously Well, BallReporter, I was thinking about heading to the local water park.