fifth draft || [voice]

[kayeaton]

You know what this place could use? A nightclub.

Don't get me wrong, I like Good Spirits a lot, but you can't exactly go there for dinner and dancing. The pizzeria seems like it has room for musicians, but pizza's not exactly ritzy. Sometimes you just want to go somewhere nice and hear a good band, you know? Putting a Tex Beneke record on just isn't the same.

It wouldn't even have to be dance music all the time, either. Just some piano music, like--oh, what's his name--Chopin plays would be nice. We probably don't have enough musicians here to make a full-sized band anyway.

I'm not asking for the Stork Club here--Lord knows I wouldn't get in if I was--but there oughta be something else to do here at night. For the most part, this place is great, but it's kind of a one-horse town when it comes to entertainment.

Comments

[poorneedyand.livejournal.com]

I'm holding you to that now.

[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

You gonna use force if I get cold feet?

[poorneedyand.livejournal.com]

Well, I was hoping I wouldn't have to, but...[She's five-eight to your six-one, Bones. "Force" might be a misnomer.] Yeah, I could take you if I had to.

[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

[ people shorter than Kay have been successful in getting him to do something he doesn't want to. she has a good chance. ]

I'll keep that in mind.