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~~THE PERFORMANCE THREAD~~ **aside** ((action)) %%thought%%
moremojo:
((Jimbo looks up, remembers, feels a jolt of excitement at Jack's approach.))
JIMBO:
Oh..howdy, friend. I got back here, jest like I said I would. Ah...but you know, I mean that's mighty friendly about the offer, but if I were to let every cowboy I worked with buy me a drink, I woulda been an alcoholic long ago.
((Jimbo misses the irony that he's already well on the way to becoming an alcoholic. Not much else to do in this one-horse town. Looks at Jack's warm, welcoming face.))
%%Goddam, this fella's got something about him. So nice, and special...almost pretty. But only girls sposed to be pretty!%%
((Feels self-conscious, and very aware of all the other people in the area...not least the bartender, whose shadowy features can't quite yet be fully discerned in the dim, smoky light.))
Daniel:
YOUNG JACK:
((Jack looks over at the bartender anxiously, the air thick with an awkward silence. His money is still on the counter, and the bartender looks at them for a moment before rushing over to help the bizarrely dressed Michael Jackson.))
((Jack looks back to Jimbo, letting his eyes take in his lean frame and how strangely familiar his cream colored shirt and tan ten-gallon are.))
I hope I'm not like every cowboy you worked with. You don't have ta let everyone buy ya drinks either, just the special ones, like me. ((wink))
We can make a deal if ya like. I'll buy you this one, and you can buy me the next. That way we're even.
((Jack smiles hopefully up at Jimbo from his barstool.))
alec716:
--- Quote from: alec716 on August 23, 2006, 08:53:35 pm ---(( MICHAEL JACKSON quietly observes JACK and JIMBO at this Critical Career Juncture, and sees someone at the bar who captures his attention. ))
MICHAEL JACKSON:
&& Oh, so that's how you get someone's attention in here ... offer to buy them a drink... ))
Bartender, we'll take two cold cans of Jesus Juice beer!
--- End quote ---
(( MICHAEL JACKSON, though waxing eloquent, finds a snub where none was expected. ))
MICHAEL JACKSON: (all whispery and pouty, holding back The Tears of A Clown in this Smokey Rob-bar-son)
** Gosh darn it, I guess he wasn't interested. I'll just leave these drinks here on the bar... maybe those two fellas over there will want 'em. I just can't believe I am going home alone after I bothered to come here in this place after the bouncers were so mean to me. I'll Neverland in here again. **
moremojo:
((Jimbo's anxiety lessens somewhat. Jack seems such a friendly guy, and good friends can be hard to come by sometimes in these hardscrabble dusty Western towns. Still feels uncomfortable, but more and more because of that odd Mr. Jackson and his insistence on getting some decent Jesus juice. Bartender's got his hands full with that one.))
JIMBO:
Why, that's mighty neighborly of you, and fair, too.
((Winks, just barely, back at Jack, without consciously intending to do so.))
Ya know, they say that once you start workin with someone, you might as well start drinking with 'em! And I reckon we worked together tonight.
((Waits to see Jack's response, and is transfixed by this strange new feeling swelling in his breast.))
Daniel:
YOUNG JACK:
((Jack smiles broadly now. He slides the money over to the bartender who just returned from dealing with Jackson.))
You reckon we can drink 'em away from these noisy characters over there?
((Jack nods his head towards Jackson, who is leaving the bar.))
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