albert hall dialogue
Him: What’s Kaganof doing here?
Her: He’s down for the ARCO conference. He’s speaking. I really wanted to go but it’s only for students or something.
Him: Oh, okay, I just saw him at the bar.
Her: You mean here?
Him: Ja, at the bar.
Her: You saw Kaganof at the bar?
Him: I think it’s him.
Her: Well, he is in town, so yeah, that makes sense… Where’s he now?
Him: I don’t know. He was in front of me, at the bar… I mean if it was him…
Her: I want to see!
Him: There, isn’t that him?
Her: That’s Kaganof?
Him: I think so.
Her: Okay. Wow. I’ve only really seen old photos of him.
Him: Yeah, I definitely think it’s him.
Her: He’s not how I imagined… no, wait, he’s exactly how I imagined him.
Him: He looks very Joburg.
Her: Yeah. I should go introduce myself.
Him: Okay.
Her: But what the fuck will I say?
Him: Just, like, introduce yourself.
Her: Like what? “Hi, I’m me…” Fuck it I don’t know.
Him: Then don’t.
Her: He’s moving, come on….
Him: What?
Her: I want to see where he’s going.
Him: Why don’t you just introduce yourself?
Her: Ssshhh!
Him: Fuck.
Her: The chick he’s with is perfect.
Him: What do you mean?
Her: She’s, I dunno, perfect. Like from one of his books?
Him: Huh?
Her: Shit, he’s gone outside. What do you think they’re doing outside?
Him: I don’t know… fuck whatever… drugs probably….
Her: Do you think he does drugs?
Him: Oh for fucks sake!
Her: You’re right, I mean, of course he does drugs…
Him: Can we just go watch the band please?
Her: No, let’s wait for him to come back.
Him: Jesus, I don’t know why you don’t just introduce yourself?
Her: And say wha… shit, do you think he’ll recognise me?
Him: From where?
Her: I dunno, from photos. Like from Paul’s book launch. There was that one photo? But I’m looking kinda of spastic in that one so…
Him: I doubt he’ll recognise you.
Her: If he does we have to pretend.
Him: What?
Her: We have to pretend we didn’t know it was him. You know like “Hi, oh wow, really you’re Aryan?”
Him: Jesus fucking Christ. Would you just go and say hello already?
Her: And say fucking what exactly?
Him: Fuck, I don’t know, whatever people say…
Her: Yeah, well I don’t know what people say. What the fuck do people say?
Him: Like, I don’t know, fuck, whatever…
Her: Whatever what?
Him; It doesn’t matter what you say.
Her: So if it doesn’t matter why should I go speak to him?
Him: Fuck it, don’t go speak to him, I don’t care.
Her: Why don’t you go speak to him?
Him: I don’t want to speak to him!
Her: Then don’t.
Him: I’m not.
Her: Good! (long silence) Shit, quickly…
Him: What?
Her: He’s coming!!
Him: So?
Her: So hide! Quickly in case he recognises me!
Him: For fucks sake!!!!
April 8th, 2007 at 10:51 pm
classic!