Sometime in 2019
"Hi, I'm Chloe Beale!"
"Oh, wow, hi. You're, like, right there. Beca. Mitchell. DJ."
"Is that why you're at a DJ table? Using all of the DJ equipment?"
"Ye- oh. You're joking."
"Totes. But like actually I haven't seen you here before. I would've remembered."
"Uh huh."
"You're super pretty."
"Uh-"
"So you're new?"
"Yep. Just- just started. Did you just say I'm-"
"Can I get you a drink?"
"I kinda already have one?"
"What about a shot, with me? Nothing gross, I promise."
"Maybe later, I kinda have to-"
"Right, you're working, of course."
"Sorry, I totally would, I just- you can just go get one. You don't have to be nice."
"I wanted to get one with you!"
"What?"
"I said, 'I wanted to get you one!' I like to align myself with talented, pretty ladies."
"You, uh, don't have to do that."
"Do what?"
"Ha. Nothing, sorry."
…
"So did you want me to play a song or something?"
"Uh… sure! How about Party in the USA!"
"Hah! There's no way I'm playing that."
"Not even for me?"
"… no."
"Oh."
"Sorry, I-"
"No it's cool! I shouldn't have, like, asked for that. It's super lame. I'm gonna go. Good to meet you!"
"You t- aaaaand she's gone. Damnit Mitchell."
See ya Wednesday