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Post by clyde on Feb 28, 2011 2:54:22 GMT -5
Clyde just looked a little confused but let her get away with that one. It wasn't actually specific so that couldn't really be her middle name..That just didn't work right but he let it slide.
Clyde just grinned a big grin when she said yeah. "Yeah Bonnie and I make a good team," he said, he did do alright but he was still getting back to being as good as he used to be. Right now he couldn't really sing, he mostly messed around and let it sound ridiculous on purpose and he was only mediocre on his left-handed guitar. On top of that, he couldn't really write songs either.
Right now Clyde wasn't doing all that great musically but hell, it was still fun so why not just keep at it anyway? He didn't need to be amazing or have any real skill because it was still fun.
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Post by nathaniel shane thomas on Feb 28, 2011 2:55:21 GMT -5
Nate just smiled a little when she said that 'specific' was her middle name. He didn't feel the need to ask anymore questions or anything. He just assumed that she probably wrote a bit of this and that, unlike him that really only wrote songs or bits and pieces of stuff that he might or might not be able to use later on.
Nate just smiled. He did think that the whole Bonnie and Clyde thing was kind of cool but he would never think about naming his own guitar. It was just a guitar to him but he liked his old acoustic, it was the thing that let him play his songs and say what he wanted to say but couldn't.
"Yeah I guess it is," Nate agreed. Life wasn't always full with crazy stories, it was just stuff that happened and this was what it was. He didn't mind it though, he liked it that way. "Yeah, it's nice to meet you too," he said, looking up at her real quick with a smile, then back down again. It was all about the peripheral vision.
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Post by harlow rochelle smith on Mar 2, 2011 21:09:51 GMT -5
Harlow nodded slightly at Clyde's agreement, before looking to Nate, just quick enough to catch the tail end of his acknowledging smile. He seemed like a sweet guy, just really shy. You could never really tell for sure 'round here--short of sneaking into the main office and looking up their files--but she had a pretty good sixth sense about these things.
She even felt like she'd made some sort of progress. I mean, meeting two people in one day? Not bad, Smithy. Not bad at all. And hey, she didn't even need to be terribly high to make... well, some sort of impression. She wouldn't know for sure what kind until they ran into each other again; maybe in the presence of someone else, maybe not.
"Well, I'm sure you two have loads to catch up on," Harlow said after a moment, pushing herself off of the desk that she was leaning back against, before brushing some of her stray brown tresses behind her ear. "So, I best be on my way." Looking towards Clyde, she said, "Thanks for the chat," before glancing at Nate and adding, "And for the show. I hope to see some more of your stuff soon, yeah?"
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