The Theatre & Him

You're in the Band

"What're you thinking of having?" Alex asked looking up from his menu to make eye contact with me. "I'm thinking the Cast Iron Chicken, what about you?" I replied, meeting his gaze. "Roasted Salmon with Lemon Crumbs" he answered just as the waitress came back and pulled out her notepad and pen. "What can I get for you?" "The Cast Iron Chicken for Krystal and can I please get the Roasted Salmon with Lemon Crumbs?" "Sure thing, any drinks?" Alex looked at me signalling for me to go first "Ah lemon, lime and bitters please" "And for you sir?" "Just water please" Alex replied politely.

"I'll be back with those soon"

"Thank you" and just like that, she was gone again. "What're your thoughts so far?" Alex asked looking at me for an answer, "It's gorgeous I love it! Thank you for today it's been amazing." I bit my lip "I'm really glad I met you, Alex". A light pink dusted over his cheeks as he gave me one of the cutest smiles possible. "I'm glad I met you too, bubs". We were talking for the next twenty minutes up until the waitress came with our food and drinks, we thanked her and continued on.

As we finished Alex piped up "Do you want to get something from the dessert menu?" "No thanks, that was heaps, I'm gonna rolling home," I say laughing back. "How about we share something?" he begs giving me puppy eyes. Why was he being so persistent about this?

"Fineeeeeee, but when my waistline is non-existent it's your fault. What've you got in mind?" I said caving in, but all he answered with was a wink and "You'll see". Oh god. The waitress came back and asked us if she could take our plates and if we wanted anything else to which Alex answered her "Showtime" I'm sorry what the actual hell. He's lost his mind. "Of course, Mr. Brightman" Okay why did she not look at him like he'd grown three heads.

I'm sorry, but if I was her I would've finished my shift there and then. Is there something going on that I don't know about? I'm asking him, this weird. "I'm sorry, what's going on?" "Nothing bubs, I'm just gonna duck off to the bathroom" and he was gone. What the hell is going on?

I took the time while he was gone to take in the rest of the restaurant, the water was gorgeous. I glanced at the other patrons in the restaurant and I think I must've either missed the dress code memo or they'd just been to a funeral. It was strange though because you'd think if they'd all just been to the same funeral they'd been sitting together. They weren't though. Thinking about it they were all actually perfectly spaced out in pairs, this is really weird.

I really need Alex to hurry up so we can just get out of here. The morbidly dressed patrons all would occasionally look at me and then say something to their partner. Have they been doing this the whole time? Oh god please hurry Alex.

You've been gone over fifteen minutes now. Then, out of nowhere music started blasting through the speakers. The people that have been looking at me for the last fifteen minutes are now up and surrounding the entranceway. What the hell? Was that a whistle?

"Ready? Okay!"

From inside bursts Alex now with dirty marks all over him, face contoured, green hair, striped suit on and a trench coat over the top. Oh my God, what is going on?!

"Hi! I'll be your guide"

Alex walks through the human tunnel formed by the 'funeral-goers'.

"I'll be your G-U-I-D-E to the broadway life"

What the hell is he playing at? But this is kinda really cool.

"Don't go to the Music Man"

Alex ran up to me, putting his hands out in a stop motion.

"-Music Man?"

The mourners screamed in response to him, looking truly horrified by what he'd just said