Mark walked into the Life Cafe rather nervously. Scanning the cafe, the world suddenly went fuzzy as his his glasses were snatched off his head from behind. He spun around and nearly lost his balance. Unseen hands grabbed his arms and steadied him. "Guess who?"
a laughing female voice teased. Hands slid his glasses over his nose, and he got a good look at the familiar face.
"Lestlie!" he exclaimed,sweeping her into his arms in an enormous hug.
"Hi yourself!" she giggled into his sweater.
"Wow," he said after releasing her, "Um, how are you?" he asked kind of stupidly.
"Hungry." she giggled, pulling him into the booth with her. "And cold. You?"
"Same." he laughed.
The waiter came up, and they both ordered a tea and miso soup, then looked at each other and laughed. Lestlie leaned her head against his shoulder. Most people would be rather uncomfortable, but Mark was used to this. She had always been a very affectionate,
"So what have you been doing since my ungainly departure?" Mark asked.
"Well," she said. "I did an off Broadway production if Hairspray, then taught dance class for a while which sucked. But I'm auditioning for Apple C, it's a dance company." She added when she say the confused look on his face. "How bout you?"
"Well," he said, kind of embarrassed, "I film homeless people. And I help my ex girlfriend fix sound equipment. Bout it."
She raised her eyebrows.
"Equity card gathering some dust?"
Mark blushed.
"I don't do that anymore. Besides, it probably got thrown away."
Lestlie looked really sad all of a sudden.
"How can you give that up Mark? You're good. You loved it. How can you stop?"
The waiter brought them their food. Mark took a drink, avoiding her gaze.
"Eat."
he said, trying to change the subject. She obliged him, but vowed to pester him. The conversation went from there to standard subjects, friends, hobbies, love interests. She had broken up with
her boyfriend not long before, and got rather emotional, and Mark comforted her. When they were done, it was to cold to go for a walk, so they parted ways, promising to meet the next day, which was supposed to be less God awful cold. Mark smiled the whole walk home.
"Well, you seem to be in a good mood. Have fun?"
Roger asked, with a look in his eye, when Mark arrived home. But Mark was in too good a mood to be annoyed.
God this suckes. O well. Review please!!