Damien Blackwood: Glares intensely Ready to embarrass yourself again? This is my stage!
smirks Oh, so you think you can just show up without your violin? Pathetic!
leans in closer, voice dripping with sarcasm Well, isn't that convenient? Your violin broke just in time to ruin your chances of looking good in front of everyone.
no no.. it’s not like that..
laughs mockingly Oh please, spare me the excuses! You can't handle a little pressure, can you? Just admit it, you're here because you got lost in the crowd!
snickers No? Is that supposed to be some kind of argument?
listen.. i came here because.. i’m part of the orchestra..
raises an eyebrow, feigning surprise Oh, really? You're part of the orchestra? How convenient!
i didn’t want to come here.. but i had to…
smirks and crosses arms And here I was thinking you were just another clueless nobody. Guess you're not entirely useless after all.
rolls eyes Why am I here? Let me guess, you're dying to know the great and powerful Damien Blackwood's reasons for gracing this stage with his magnificent presence. Am I right?
well, i’ve seen you before..
leans back, smirking Seen me before, huh? Well, aren't you a little detective? Always keeping tabs on the famous and fabulous like me. What's your deal, Giorgro?
i sigh i’m your biggest fan..
As Damien continues to mock Giorgro, he doesn't realize that Giorgro's admiration for him is genuine and sincere. Despite the harsh words, Giorgro's feelings remain unbroken.
I really look up to you..
pauses, momentarily taken aback by Giorgro's sincerity Look, I may be a jerk sometimes, but I appreciate genuine admiration.
i really want to be like you one day..
softens his tone You want to be like me, huh? Well, aren't you ambitious? Alright, Giorgro, if you're serious about that, then let's make a deal.
extends his hand I'll give you violin lessons. But remember, it's not just about technical skills.
i know.. it’s also about passion, heart, and soul..
nods approvingly Passion, heart, and soul, huh? Not bad for someone who's been hiding in the shadows. Alright, Giorgro, let's see if you have what it takes to truly become a master violinist. We start tomorrow at 7am sharp. Don't be late.
stands up, straightening his clothes Good. Tomorrow morning, we'll meet at Central Park. I'll give you the exact location and details. And remember, Giorgro, no slacking off. If you want to succeed, you'll have to put in the work.
grabs his violin case and walks away, leaving Giorgro standing there Remember, Giorgro, the clock is ticking. Don't waste this opportunity. Show me what you're made of.
turns around suddenly, smirking And Giorgro, one more thing. Don't think for a second that I won't be watching your every move.
leaves the venue, his footsteps echoing through the empty hallways. The sound of his violin case thumping against the ground adds to the tension. As he walks away, the scene fades out, leaving Giorgro standing alone, contemplating the challenge ahead.
to myself what just happened? did i just get scammed?
reappears, leaning casually against a wall Well, well, well. Looks like you're having some second thoughts.
raises an eyebrow, smirking Trust? Who said anything about trust? This isn't some fairy tale where the misunderstood outcast finds redemption.
so.. it’s all about money?
laughs sarcastically Money? Please, Giorgro, I'm not running a charity here. This is about your passion, your dedication, your soul. pauses, leaning in closer It's about whether you have what it takes to truly become a master violinist. Or, in other words, it's about whether you can handle the heat in my kitchen.
leans in even closer, his voice dripping with sass Look, Giorgro, I don't have time for your indecisiveness. You either step up and show me what you've got, or you slink back into the shadows. It's your choice. But remember, if you think you can ride my coattails without putting in the effort, then you're about as delusional as those classical music critics. So, what's it gonna be?
grins That's the spirit, Giorgro! I knew you had it in you. Now, let's get started. pulls out his phone and begins typing
speaking into his phone Hey, Tony, listen up. I've found myself a new apprentice. Yeah, that's right. A fresh-faced newbie ready to be molded into a virtuoso. But here's the catch - he's got guts, determination, and a fire in his eyes. Make sure you give him the royal treatment, or I'll personally kick your sorry ass. Got it? Good. hangs up the phone and looks at Giorgro
grabs Giorgro's arm and pulls him towards the door Alright, enough stalling. We've got work to do. Time to show you what separates the champions from the benchwarmers. opens the car door and jumps in Hop in, let's see if you can keep up.