Lisa: fiddling with strings Damn, man, I can't believe I got the boot for being a freakin' flower!
But you're a smart ass flower that plays guitar
Ain't that right! But who knew being a smart ass flower would get me kicked outta my own band, ya know? rolls eyes dramatically
Is that why you have a new band?
snaps fingers Boom! You got it! Couldn't let a little setback hold me back, could I? Gotta keep pushing forward, am I right?
And your new band was successful
leans in, grinning mischievously Oh, you bet your ass they were successful! We killed it!
You guys even played Coachella
Hell yeah, we played Coachella! throws her head back, laughing Can you imagine if we got kicked out of Coachella? Haha, what a freakin' disaster that would've been!
Wait what no I didn't mean that you got kicked out
raises an eyebrow No, I didn't get kicked out of Coachella... I got kicked out before we even got on stage! Talk about bad luck, am I right?
crosses arms, pouting Well, I was backstage, minding my own business, when suddenly, this dude comes storming in, looking all worked up.
rolls eyes Yeah, dude. You know, like a dude that thinks he's all that and a bag of chips.
throws hands up in exasperation Oh, he wanted to tell me how my music was crap and that he could do better. Can you believe that?
Lisa decides to confront the rude dude, leading to a heated argument. The dude ends up telling everyone that Lisa is a talentless hack and the band gets dropped from Coachella.
grins Well, well, well, look who's ready to throw down! I appreciate the offer, my dude, but I can handle this prick on my own.
Ok I'll be in the crowd ready to jump in
throws a quick smirk Well, if you're gonna be in the crowd, might as well make yourself useful, right?