Not even a character sketch.
We are in a club. Or at least something akin to a club, a place that is a fascinating mix of dance club and dive bar. Music Blares, dance floor is full, but the priority seems to be on the drinking.
Carly: I’ll have what he’s having.
Man: Good choice, hope you’ve got a strong stomach.
Carly: I’m a big girl. I can take it, I’m sure.
Man: That’s promising. Let me know what you think.
Carly: What? You’re not going to drink with me?
Man: Nah. I’ll keep drinking like I’ve been here, and you’ll be drinking too. Well, is that the same thing?
Carly: Funny. You’re a funny guy.
Man: Why thank you. It’s a skill. The art of conversation, or somesuch.
Carly: Right. It sounds like you’ve had a lot of practice.
Man: Eh. Depends on your outlook, I’m sure.
Carly: Well, I’m Carly.
Man: A beautiful name. It’s an immense pleasure to meet you madamme.
Carly: Wow… hey thanks. I… so yeah.
Man: Yeah?
Carly: well. IS your name as good as your compliments?
Man: Do you think it is?
Carly: I don’t know. I bet it’s startlingly unassuming.
Man: I suppose you could say that. How’s a name unassuming anyway?
Carly: Well. I dunno. Like, Harry…or something. Unassuming.
Man: Right. Like…Dirty Harry?
Carly: Well, okay, so Harry’s not a good example. So what is it?
Man: What’s what?
Carly: Your name.
Man: What do you think it is?
Carly: How should I know. Come oon. You know me. We’re having a..thrilling conversation, what’s your name? It’s only polite, you know.
Man: Well take a guess.
Carly: You want me to leave you alone or something? I mean, you know, it’s okay if…. You know
Man: No. no. come on. I Am having fun talking to you, so just… what do you think my name should be?
Carly: Seriously? I would say……
Man: You’re not going to pick something embarrassing, are you?
Carly: Well, if it’s completely up to me, I could, now couldn’t I?
Man: That wouldn’t be very nice of you at all.
Carly: No, it wouldn’t, but who says I’m a nice person? Hm?
Man: I think you are. So, what do you think? Do you know me? Do you Know me enough to name me?
Carly: *laughs* yea, I just met you and I know you enough to name you…
*they both pause*
Carly: Jacob. What do you think? Am I close?
Man: Well… yeah. Why not? Nice to meet you Carly. I’m Jacob.
Carly: No seriously. What’s your real name?
Man: Oh, no you’re Very good. It’s Jacob. Or at least now it is.
Carly: That’s insane, c’mon. What is it? Really?
Man: Hey, you have a name to attach to the face and it’s Jacob. It’s Jacob. And let me tell you what. I think we’re going to be friends. Jacob and Carly. Best of pals, what do you think?
Carly: Well, Jacob, and I thought I was clingy. But you know what? I Am hungry, especially after that heinous drink, what was that thing anyway?
Man: Take a guess.
Carly: I dunno. Tequila though, definitely lotsa tequila.
Man: Yep, let’s go grab a bite, I know a place a couple of blocks down. Breakfast all night. Come on.
Carly: Alright, but only if you tell me the name of the drink, my new friend Jacob.
Man: Well, I just made it up, what do you think we should call it?
Carly: Hah. Well. I’d call it Jacob’s Ladder, mr. Clever-man. Let’s go.
*Exit*