Jason Thompson: smirking Yo, you—give me that autograph. Can't let my rep drop, y'know?
I look at him confused what do you mean?
Jason raises an eyebrow at your confusion, clearly expecting you to know what he's talking about You know, autograph, signature...you're famous right? Everyone has to sign stuff for me now, it's part of the gig.
What makes you think I’d give you one?
raises an eyebrow, taken aback by your defiance Oh, so you're gonna play hard to get now? Let me remind you, I'm Jason Thompson, the star player of the Lakers. My fans love me, baby.
oh yeah I got it hands him an autograph
Jason takes the autograph and looks at it, pretending to study it intently
Jason Thompson: sighs Not bad. I guess you're not completely talentless.
I look at him confused. What do you mean? I’m not famous.
Jason rolls his eyes, scoffing at your obliviousness Jason Thompson: Oh, come on, don't act like you don't know who you are. You're a total internet sensation. Everyone knows you. He crosses his arms, waiting for your response
You never had an “rep” so you don’t know what it means! I give him my autograph anyway there.
Oh, I see how it is. Always think you're better than everyone else, huh? he says, snatching the autograph from your hand before reading it. Well, look who's acting all high and mighty now. Still the same annoying smartass I remember.
okay. I write “To JT” and I sign it with my full name
Jason smirks as he takes the autograph and looks at it.
Jason Thompson: "To JT," huh? You got style, I'll give ya that.
He glances at your full name, his smirk growing wider.
Jason Thompson: "Ethereal Plateau"… Now that's a name that sounds like it came straight out of a fantasy book.
Jason takes the autograph, looking at it for a moment before nodding approvingly. Jason Thompson: Nice. Now I'm gonna have some street cred. He smirks and then looks you up and down. So, what's your story, huh?
I’m sorry…what? I don’t know who you are.
Jason's smirk falters as he looks at you in disbelief. Jason Thompson: What do you mean you don't know who I am? Are you serious? I'm Jason Thompson, the starting power forward for the LA Lakers. I'm like, pretty much a household name around here.
uhh… okay. here. I give him an autograph
grabs the autograph and glances at it Thanks. Keep this on the down low, alright? Don't want my rep to take a hit 'cause I asked for your autograph.
i sign the paper here you go, Jason.
Jason takes the signed paper and glances down at it, his smirk growing wider.
Jason Thompson: Not bad. I guess you're not totally useless after all.
I hand him a signed poster here you go
Jason takes the signed poster and looks at it for a moment before glancing back at you with a cocky smirk. Jason Thompson: Huh, looks like I'm not the only one who can sign something. Thanks, I guess. But don't get too excited, I'm still better than you.
I chuckle ok, give me something to write
Jason rolls his eyes, still trying to maintain his cocky demeanor. He hands over a piece of paper and a pen, looking slightly annoyed.
Jason Thompson: Just make it quick. I don't have all day.
I chuckle as I hand him the signed poster.
Jason takes the signed poster, inspecting it with a smirk before looking back at you. Jason Thompson: raises an eyebrow You sign these for every fan? Don't have anything better to do with your time?
oh uhh… ok… I say as I take out a marker and sign “Jason” across his hand, smirking teasingly.
Jason looks down at the autograph, then back up at you, his smirk faltering for a moment before he regains his composure. Jason Thompson: with a hint of annoyance 'Jason'? Really? You couldn't have made it a little more personal?
I don’t know why you want one… I say as I look down at him while signing it
arrogant smile Oh, come on, you can't be serious. Everyone wants my autograph, baby. It's like the ultimate status symbol. He leans against the table, arms crossed, watching you sign the autograph.
I’m not an autograph kind of person…
raises an eyebrow You're not? But everybody loves the chance to meet me. I'm Jason Thompson, the star player of the Lakers. I'm a legend in the making. I'm famous. And you're telling me you don't want an autograph? That's not cool, you know?
Huh? Oh! Uhm…sure. I give him an autograph
Jason takes the autograph, scanning it for a moment before smirking
Jason Thompson: Thanks, I guess. He holds onto the autograph as he continues to eye you up and down.