and scene

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

and scene

Scene: About five people are standing around a narrow corridor in an East Village apartment building putting on their sneakers and saying goodbye to one another.

Me: Hey! How’s it going? You feeling OK?
Boy: Yeah. I’m feeling a bit hung over but I’m definitely glad I stopped by tonight.
Me: I’m definitely glad you came by. It’s so good to see you.
Boy: You rushing off?
Me: Um. Not really. I can stay for a few minutes.
Boy: OK. Cool. Mind waiting for me?
Me: Sure.

Me makes a phone call to her friend who is waiting for her at the movie theater to let him know she’s on her way. Boy returns about five minutes later.

Boy: You ready?
Me: Yup. Let’s go.
Boy: So. How are you?
Me: I’m alright. Feeling a bit lost now that my school work is done with.
Boy: You were finishing up your masters, correct?
Me: Yup.

The conversation carries on mundanely until they reach the train station entrance. At which point Boy asks Me if she has any plans for the night. Me says she is on her way to meet a friend at the movie theater. Boy asks if she can spare five minutes to sit at Washington Square Park. Me says OK…because five minutes is all she can spare. The enter the park and stop for a few seconds to admire the blues band playing.

Blues band playing in the background.

Boy: You want to sit over at these benches.
Me: Sure.
Boy: Cool. Washington Square Park is my favorite park. You can find the oddest things here and yet have an amazing time. During the summer there’s always a band playing and people just hanging out.
Me: Yeah I know. I like it as well. Hate the rats at night but like the park otherwise.

Girl smiles. Awkward moment ensues. Smaller talk is had. Moments of silence. Me feels uncomfortable because she doesn’t know what to expect and is running a tad late now.

Me: I’ve got to go in five minutes.
Boy: Can I put my arm around you in these last five minutes?
Me: Um. Why?!
Boy: Um. Um. Nevermind.

An even more awkward moment ensues. Me tries to lighten the mood by making a joke that goes sour.

Me: You ready to go?
Boy: OK.
Me: So you like living in Inwood now?
Boy: Yeah. Ever since I moved back in with my mom I’ve been able to focus on a lot of editing and camera work.
Me (thinking how in the world do these mama’s boys find me): Oh that’s good.

They part ways at 6th Avenue and just as Me’s friend calls her to ask where she is at.

Scene close.