I thought I should write something a little more fun. How about the four lads.........aside from their professional singing career, works with the cops in salving various cases. Sounds like a lot of fun to write! I'll give it a shot!
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John had just ordered take-out for himself and Paul since Ringo and George were already off doing whatever they did. John walked back to Paul and sat down again. "So, it'll take about 30 minutes for the food to get here."
"You had it delivered to the studio?"
"Yeh. Unless you were planning on going home to eat."
"No. Not really."
"Then why did you make a fuss about bringing it here?"
"Because it could be a fan."
"It'll be a worker. They wouldn't ask for an autograph. They can't do that when on the job."
"You sure about that?"
"Course I am. I'm sure about alot of things."
"Yer not even a tad bit scared that it could be a fan?"
"Nope. Why should I be scared? I love fans."
"Love fans? Really?"
"Well, as long as they aren't psycho or anything. And as long as I have some peace and quiet."
"That's nearly impossible being a beatle."
"Very true. But we gotta make some peace and quiet."
"How much longer until our show again?"
John checked the time. "As of right now, two weeks. London. I think it was either 6 or 7pm. Eppy should tell us when we go."
"Okay. Are ye ready to be in front of an audience?"
"Course I am. Why wouldn't I be? As I already said: I love fans. I love shows too."
"Not even nervous?"
"No. Well, not yet. Maybe I will be a few days before. Who knows?"
"Who knows, indeed. What about the songs we're going to be playing?"
"Uh, I figure we start with Twist and Shout. I think that should make a good intro. Maybe do a little from each album. What do you think?"
Paul pulled out a sheet of paper and wrote Twist and Shout as being the intro song for their show. Okay. Got nine more to choose from out of 5 albums."
"Yeh. We still have plenty of time to figure out which songs we want. Okay. Our next one will be from our second album With the Beatles. Yer on lead. All my lovin'. Write that down."
"That's why I have this paper with me." Paul said sarcastically.
John nodded and started thinking again.
"Okay. Our third one is I wanna be yer man."
John then took out some papers that had all their songs written on it and seperated into the different albums they had already written.
"Okay. the fourth one is Baby's in Black. How many we need now? 5?"
"6. Going up to 10 for the show."
"Okay. Eight days a week will be the fifth one."
The studio doors opened and a young man came in with the food John had ordered for both of them. John approached him and paid him. The boy who delivered walked out and John went back to Paul with the food.
"Here." He said handing a container to Paul.
"We, do we wait until after we're done eating or do we go ahead and continue?"
John took a bite of his food. "Uh, later. We quit working right now. Eat and relax. Then after eating, we can continue the song we're currently writing. Maybe this evening we can go over the songs and finish out the list."
Paul nodded as he began eating. "This stuff is pretty good. Where did ye order it from?"
"A chinese restaurant just down the road. They make the best food."
"Who knew you had a favorite place to eat?"
"Its not my favorite place genius. I just like their food. My favorite place to get food is from a diner just down the road from where I live. Its close to my house and they serve food quickly. When I'm done for the day, whether its writing music, filming or catching bad guys, I always like a very quick supper and something I can bring home for the wife and kid."
"How's yer kid doing anyways?"
"He's learning to talk ye know. Can't form sentences yet. Pretty soon, he'll be talking back."
"Yeh. He'll be just like his old man."
"Probably. I tell ye, he learned to walk about a year ago and he's tiring to watch. That kid has more energy than I did at his age."
"Do you even remember how much energy you had at that age?"
"No. But I can tell ye, I probably didn't have as much energy as he does."
"You probably did."
"I don't know. I don't remember anything from when I was that young. Do you?"
"No. That's a silly question. Who would remember?"
"Those who have photographic memories probably."
"Oh I don't think so. That's a too early age for anyone to remember."
"So, has yer kid done anything to embarrass you?"
John laughed. "What kind of question is that? He's only two. He doesn't know anything about embarrassing his parents.........yet."
"Yeh. There's that 'yet' part you mentioned. Which means he might when he's a teenager."
"That's still 12 years away. I got time to teach him properly. But don't let him hang around you too much. I don't want him gaining yer personality."
