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."


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