Part 2: A common day in the workplace
One evening in the recording studio
Lauren: Hey Till sounds amazing.
Haleigh: Sure does.
Lauren: Oh god, stop drooling. It's really disturbing.
Haleigh: [glares] Oh, whatever.
Lauren: [While eating from a bag of ruffles] ...-mmm...so, when are you going to make your move?
Haleigh: [looks away and mutters something incoherent under her breath]
Lauren: Hm?
Haleigh: I don't know.
Lauren: uhg, sure.
Haleigh: [whispers] Just keep it down. Paul, Flake, and Ollie are like...right over there. [points to the far left of the room]
Lauren: [winks] Can do.
Haleigh: I still hate you for telling Reesh. A real bitch move, by the way.
Lauren: Yeah, yeah. [rolls up the ruffle bag]
Richard and Christoph enter the recording studio with some beers in hand. Christoph hands Lauren and Haleigh a beer and than grabs the extra from Richards hand. Christoph smiles at the girls before pulling out a fold-out chair for himself on Haleighs right side.
Till: [almost growling into the mic] Er liebt die von der Fisch gibt er ihr h utet sich vor leerem alte Haut f llt auf den Boden.
Richard: He sounds excellent. [takes a seat between Lauren and Haleigh in one of the fold-out chairs and then takes a swig from his beer]
Lauren: Well of course he does.
Richard: [turns to Haleigh] So when are you going to make a move?
Lauren: [while in mid-gulp of her own beer,she nearly chokes on the liquid] Ahhhhaha!
Haleigh: Shhhhh, I don't want everyone to hear! [smacks Richards shoulder spastically]
Richard: Oh sorry. [takes another drink from his beer, but this time with an obvious grin on his mouth]
Lauren: Oh, god...knee slapper [proceeds to do just that]
Till: Er liebt die von Fisch frisst sich zum Kiemen blutig noch vom den roten gro en Augen.
Christoph: Oh gott are those chips?
Lauren: Yeah [re-opens the bag] want some?
Christoph: Ja I want some!
Richard: When are you going to ask Till on a date?
Haleigh: are you completely insane? I can't do that!
Richard: Warum not?
Haleigh: [turning bright red] ...ahhhh. This is so embarassing.
Christoph: Mmm...are these Sourcream and onion?
Lauren: yeah! Aren't they fantastic ?
Christoph: [mid-munch] Ja! I rarely get these.
Lauren: I was going to put them away because I've basically had like...two bags of these things!
Christoph: [while still munching] -Vant some?
Lauren: [stares thoughtfully] hmmmm...FINE. [grabs a handful] fuck being skinny.
Richard: You have known Till for a couple of years now, Hal.
Haleigh: Yeah I know, Reesh.
Richard: And you are his type.
Haleigh: [smiles]...really?
Richard: Ja, blonde with big [holds hands out far from his chest] these.
Haleigh: [starts laughing] I was talking about my personality but whatever!
Richard: Well, you need to talk to him to let him get a feel of your personality.
Haleigh: True...
Christoph: Did you know that in the Caribbean there are oysters that can climb trees? [eats a handful of chips]
Lauren: [snorts] What the fuck, that was random. [grabs another handful and starts picking apart the chips in her palm]
Christoph: I bought this book full of fun facts.
Lauren: Oh goody, tell me more.
Christoph: Gut...hmm...Did you know that the average American drinks about 600 sodas a year?
Flake:[ silently from across the room] Nicht berrascht.
Lauren: SILENCE FLOCKA. [Back to Christoph] Oh, go on...
Paul chuckles from across the room.
Christoph: [grabs another handful of chips] Chewing gum while peeling onions ...[munch] ...will keep you from crying.
Lauren: [gasp] No way!
Christoph: Ja way.
Richard: You should not be afraid of expressing your feelings to Till. He himself is full of feelings.
Haleigh: ...well yeah, aren't we all?
Richard: He is sensitive. That's vat I mean.
Haleigh: [sigh] But...but, he should be the one to ask me out you know? I am a respectable lady!
Richard: [laughs] Talk to him!
Haleigh: When?
Richard: When he is alone.
Haleigh: awwwwww, that is like...NEVER!
Christoph: The world's youngest parents were 8 and 9 and lived in China in early 1900s!
Lauren: What! That girl started so young!
Christoph: ...Vat?
Lauren: [smirks] Nothing, tell me more.
Christoph: Okay, An eagle can kill a young deer and fly away with it.
Lauren:...That's so sad!
Till: [stops singing and stares through the glass] War das gut?
Paul: [presses a button on the mixing table] That was perfect Till, do you want to continue?
Till: Nein, I'll take a break.
Ollie: [Grabbing a seat next to Lauren] Chips?
Lauren: [offering the bag] Yeah, here.
Haleigh: [squirming in her seat] ...Oh, Till is going to take a break!
Richard: Then go and talk to him!
Haleigh: Out of the years I've known him I've never had a decent conversation with him...
Richard: What about that day last week by the pool?
Haleigh: We were wasted and I can barely remember it.
Richard: Oh. [awkward smile]
Christoph: If you stretch a standard Slinky out flat it measures 87 feet long. [takes a swig from nearly-abandoned beer]
Lauren: I friggin love slinkys. I used to dance with them down the stairs.
Ollie: I have never seen a slinky in person.
Lauren: [gasp] Really? They were the shit.
Christoph: Newborn babies are given to the wrong mother in the hospital 12 times a day worldwide.
Ollie: Really? [in complete awe]
Lauren: [shocked] ...holy crap. I could be the daughter of completely different people!
Christoph: Ja, you could be from Mexico or Canada.
Lauren: I am ...half hispanic.
Christoph:...really?
Lauren: How long have I known you for?
Christoph: [lopsided smile] ...A couple of years. [scratches the back of his neck]
Lauren: ...I am half hispanic and half Irish. [pats Christophs head with the palm of her hand and shakes her head while tsking]
Ollie: Ich bin so glücklich... [grins devilishly while grabbing a handful of chips]
Paul and Flake make there way to the fold-out chairs and Till exits the recording room with a satisified look on his face. Paul grabs a hold of the small and rounded coffee table and drags it towards the center and everyone adjusts their seats to circle the table. There is a suddenly a great deal of awkwardness as Haleigh and Richard silence themselves from their rather private conversation ,and Flake stares from across the table to Lauren.
Lauren: [ Shaky laugh] ...so, you did great Till! Your vocals were vicious enough.
Till: Danke!
Paul: How many songs are you recording today?
Till: [holds up five fingers] I'll do five more.
Richard pulls out a pack of cigarettes and pulls a cigarette out for himself and places it between his lips. He lights up and then holds the pack up for grabs.
Richard: [to the girls] Want one?
Haleigh: [gags] Ahg! no.
Lauren: I'd like to keep the ten extra years, actually. But, thank you.
Richard snorted and tossed the pack to Tills open and waiting hands.
Haleigh: erm...[stares at Till as he lights himself a cigarette] ...You know what? I'll try one. I've never had a cigarette before.
Everyone aside from Lauren: What?
Lauren elbows Richard and giggles, and he elbows her back knowingly.
Till: [tosses the pack to Haleigh] Here you go. [watches Haleigh tuck the cig between her lips and he lights it up for her]
Haleigh: [eyes sparkle] Thank you , Till!
Everyone watches as Haleigh takes her first drag off the cigarette. At first, she is rather indifferent and then it is as if her eyes are about to pop out of her skull as she lets out a hacking cough. She passes the cigarette over to Paul who is bent over laughing and she waves away the smoke rising out of her mouth.
Haleigh: THAT IS REVOLTING. I can already feel my lungs barbecuing!
[Lauren bends over and starts dying of laughter as well]
Lauren: Good job, you have depleted a couple minutes of your life. [claps]
Everyone joins in on the applause.
Flake: [lifts up bag of Ruffles and peers inside] Scheiss! , it is empty.
Haleigh: Hey Till, do you want a beer?
Till: Ja, danke.
Haleigh gets out of her seat and leaves the rec room for a beer.
Paul: ...-vat about me?
Lauren: You kiddin? Her mind right now is all on [mimics Haleighs dreamy expression] Till...
Richard: Lauren. [elbows] Ehem.
Lauren looks up at Till who is staring her down with a cigarette between his fingers and an eyebrow arched.
Lauren: Oh.