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together.” Said Wayne.
    “Sure no
problem.” She replied. Not very far from the auditorium was a
small pub that catered mostly to soccer fans. No one paid them any
mind, too glued to the television to notice the new arrivals. The
hostess put them in a dark corner away from the crowd which suited
them both. They found that they could relax and hear themselves talk
despite the deafening noise that cheered or booed depending on how
the match was going down.
    “What would you
like to drink?” Wayne signaled to a waitress.
    “I’ll
have what you’re having.”
    “We’ll
have a round of beer and some nachos please in the meantime until we
decide what we want to eat.” The waitress brought those items
in under five minutes.
    “Help yourself
to the nachos Lou, I guarantee you’re gonna love this.”
The nachos tasted real good and came with your choice of salsa or a
spicy cheese dip that was so hot it scorched their tongues. It was
freshly made and the crunchiness was a winner in both their eyes.
    “I think our
chef was too busy watching the soccer match to realize that his hand
was heavy with the pepper.” Lou giggled.
    When Lou was relaxed
she looked younger and carefree. She sat across from him with her
legs crossed and whenever she laughed her legs brushed his calf and
caused a knee jerk reaction that travel all the way up his spine and
heightened his senses to her every movement. She took a swig of the
beer and tapped her feet to the music playing on the nearby speakers.
One swig led to another and he marveled as she took her tongue and
slowly licked the froth off her upper lip. She had really nice plump
lips that were wide and showcased even white teeth whenever she
smiled.
    He like that she
found the beer enjoyable and ate the nachos with gusto. She wasn’t
one of those nitpickers that felt they had to watch their weight or
ask how many calories was in the cheese dip. They hadn’t even
noticed they waited over forty five minutes for the food to arrive as
they were so deep in conversation.
    “Why did you
decide to try acting Wayne?” she asked.
    He responded. “All
my life I have to be many things to different people. Sometimes I
feel like I don’t even know myself anymore because I’m so
good at being whoever you want me to be. So when I saw this paper I
thought this was the flyer to my dreams. I could finally get paid to
do something I’ve been doing all my life. Does that make
sense?”
    “Sort of.”
    “Look at it
this way, in this world we are all actors on a stage. Each person
affects another whether positively or negatively. When the curtain
call falls I don’t want to be standing on the wrong side. Life
is short, if you get my meaning. All my life I’ve lived in this
city and followed other peoples’ whims and fancy. Now I feel
like it’s my time to do my own thing, work on bettering myself,
and put me first for once in my life. So when I saw this audition, I
went for it.”
    Slightly embarrassed,
Wayne realized that he had just summarized his entire life to a
complete stranger. Normally he kept everyone at a distance, no one
ever knew the full deal about him. What was it about this woman that
caught him off guard and made him susceptible to her wiles? That he
would want to bare his soul and share his most intimate details about
his existence. Lou continued to sip her beer lost in her own little
world and oblivious to his inner turmoil. He liked that she didn’t
look down on him or sat in the judgment seat.
    She just listened
without any interruptions or objections to his way of thinking. At
certain parts of his rambling she would nod her head in agreement as
if to portray that they were two peas in a pod. They had led similar
lives and shared the same kind of thinking and mentality about life.
She too wanted to get out of the rat race and find her own niche in
life. Wayne finally felt that here was a woman, who would look past
his physical appearance and outward trappings and see deep down