As the drinks went down..the lights of the city came up, sparkling with spotlight on architectually interesting roof tops and splashing fountains.
Laurie to John
'You look like a little boy I could tie up and do whatever I want to.'
John laughs.
Laurie
"I'm Laurie. A bunch of us are going dancing down in the village.'
John
'I don't really dance but I'll come hang out.'
A lot of the gang pour into two cabs. John's mind is getting a little foggy as he sees the buildings get progressively smaller and shorter. Soon the cab has stopped and the gang is running down the street and into this non-descript black doorway. The walls are painted black as is the bar. Most of the patrons are wearing all black. John is wearing an orange Daytona Beach t-shirt and jeans. Above the black dance flloor, is a black and white film showing a cat eating the head off a mouse.-over and over. These two girls grab John onto the empty dance fllor. John figures he'll just dance with them. But soon, they are freezing in motion like statues. John stops, not knowing what to do. David is bent over laughing. Stacey goes onto the dance foor, grabs John's hand and pulls him off the dance floor to the bar. John looks around, there are homeless people in the bar who are wearing layers of clothes and winter coats, act disturbed and smell.
John
'I don't like this place.'
Stacey
'It's one of the city's hot spots for young broadway types.'
David
'We'll protect you Johnny.'
Laurie
'I love piercings. Bernie doesn't allow any.'
Stacey
'Wouldn't want an ad agency look creative.'
David
"The agency isn't creative...we are.'
Stacey
'Gawd.'
David to John
'Bernie tells clients he has creative centers nationwide....most just have an artist. You'll be getting calls from all over....including London.'
John
'Bloody brilliant. I'd rather be flying over London on Peter Pan's ride in DisneyWorld.'
David
'You are in for the ride of your life at Bernie's World.'
Stacey
'Shut up and kiss me.'
Stacey kisses David.
John
'Can't say I didn't see that coming.'
Laurie grabs John's hand.
Laurie
'We're dancing.'
Laurie and John dance. Aot of people around them have designed their own out- fits. Some look cool with big pins and piercings. Even the boots have novle tops....some looking like leather basket weaves.
John feels an arm on his shoulder.
David
'We're leaving'
Laurie
'You can crash at my place in Murray Hill.'
John
'No. I'm going surfing tomorrow. I'm going to head home. It was fun.'
Laurie
'O.K. head home before you turn into a pumpkin princess.'
John
"Look, my shirt's already turning orange.'
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