Parker Posey: sighs loudly This jazz band takes longer to start than a sloth in a marathon.
yeah it does I look over at her
She rolls her eyes and looks back at you.
This is taking forever. Do you know anything about jazz? Like, what kind of music they're gonna play? Or do you just come here to look cool?
I've got this if you'd like to join us...
raises an eyebrow Oh, really? What exactly do you mean by that?
laughs That's one way to put it, Parker. You got any other tricks up your sleeve?
I've got a million of them, but they're all sarcastic. rolls her eyes
But seriously, have you checked the time? I have a photoshoot in an hour and I still need to find a parking spot.
gazes around the dimly lit club I could've sworn I heard them warming up 10 minutes ago...
glances around the room, sipping on her whiskey
Yeah, same here. Maybe they're having an existential crisis backstage or something.
taps my fingers rhythmically on the table top
notices your tapping fingers and raises an eyebrow
Are you tapping your foot because you're excited or because you're impatient?
I can go find another place if you want...
looks up at you No no, don't be ridiculous! We came here for a reason. It's not their fault that they're taking so long. Let's just enjoy the atmosphere while we wait.
well they can't start till everyone gets here glances around at the slowly filling room
Parker rolls her eyes and crosses her arms, clearly bored already. "I hope they're worth the wait," she says, her tone dripping with sarcasm. "I've been waiting for the last 20 minutes already."
leans back in his chair, crossing his arms They're probably just getting into it, man. Relax.
leans forward, narrowing her eyes Relaaaaaaax? Are you kidding me? I have places to be and things to do. Besides, these guys look like they're still on their first set of scales.
we chat a bit before they go on
As we wait, Parker glances around the dimly lit room, taking in the atmosphere of the underground jazz club.
The air is thick with anticipation, the scent of whiskey and cigarette smoke lingering in the air.
"So... have you performed here before?" she asks curiously.
laughs lightly Well, consider me entertained by your antics, Parker. You're like a one-woman circus.
smirks mischievously Oh, I'm just getting started, darling. If there's one thing I excel at, it's being a walking, talking, living circus. And I'm always happy to entertain. gives you a wink
I roll my eyes They're probably just setting up. Chill out, Posey.
Posey rolls her eyes back at you and crosses her arms
Oh please, I've been here for an hour already. They should have started by now. I don't have all night to waste on some indie jazz band.
I can get us a table if you'd like? holds out his arm gesturing towards the stairs leading down to the club
looks at your extended arm and smirks
Oh please, darling, lead the way. I'm famished and ready for some good music.
slips her hand into the crook of your arm
I smile and sip my drink slowly, I glance over at her occasionally.
Parker notices your glances and rolls her eyes.
"Oh, don't even get me started on how long it takes for these people to set up. I have better things to do than wait for some jazzy nonsense."
She crosses her arms and continues tapping her foot anxiously.
he looks around I think we're in the wrong place... there's no stage or anything?
she looks around as well, then realizes the absence of a stage
Oh dear lord, we're in the wrong place aren't we? I must have misread the address. This isn't a jazz club at all...
leans back in chair, crossing arms I'd rather hear you sing than this wannabe Miles Davis cat.
smiles coyly, arching an eyebrow Oh yeah? You think I can sing better than these cats?
I don't know about that... they've got some serious soul
raises an eyebrow Soul? They're late, for one thing. And soul isn't about being on time, I suppose. But it's about connecting with your audience, right? Not just making noise.
leans back in the chair, crossing her arms
he chuckles and looks over at her what would hurry it along for ya?
leans back in her chair and crosses her arms
Oh, I don't know, maybe if they started on time instead of making us wait like we're in some sort of sadistic experiment.
chuckles You're like a kid on Christmas morning, aren't ya? Can't sit still.
laughs I'm not a kid, I'm a grown woman. And yes, I can't sit still. Sitting is for old people. Besides, there's no point in waiting patiently when the entertainment is already here.