![]() ![]() I'm pretty sure there's nothing in the tuba. (Trish is thrown off the bench by Ally)Īh, it's not in there! (heads to the tuba) (Runs in through the back door) Where's my book?! Where's my book?! Where's my book?! Trish, can you get off the piano bench so I can see if my book is in there? I meant: (plays a minor and gloomy arrangement of minor chords) (Plays an oddly happy piece on the piano) Oops, sorry. I write all my personal stuff in there if anyone else reads it, I will die! It is not just a book! It is my diary and journal and songwriting book all rolled into one. (can't find her book) Oh no! Uh, my book is gone! Worries, worries! We can write a song luckily I have some new ideas in my book, no worries. Hey, if I can get fired from three jobs in one day, I'm pretty sure you can write one song. They're coming to film Austin at the mall tomorrow I told them you would write a new song! Why do I do that? (Austin opens his mouth) Uh, don't answer.Īnyhow. I don't know! (starts laughing) When I get excited, I ask a lot of questions. (walks towards Austin) Austin, this is huge! South Beach Sound is a big deal! Do you know how many stars got their break on that show? Oh, only Miami's hippest show, South Beach Sound. (jumps up and hugs Trish) Thanks! You're the best manager ever! (Starts a drumroll, which Trish interrupts by grabbing his drumsticks and throwing them out the door, almost hitting some mall patrons walking by.) (Walks to the counter to reveal he's literally wearing clown shoes)Īnyway, I have an announcement. And really? You're making clown jokes dressed like that? ![]() (interrupting) The clown store? (Rimshot) (Walks into Sonic Boom with an excessive amount of rouge, mascara, and lipstick) Something bad happened this morning when put on that shirt. (Blowing a sad but comical sting trombone while standing behind a drumset) I've been waiting all day for something bad to happen so I could do that. Without turning around, Ally knows what happened and is a bit embarrassed by it) Here you go. (Ally grabs a violin to show the customer, and the entire shelf of violins crashes to the ground. ![]() (chuckle) We have a strict store policy that only store employees can take instruments off the display. ![]()
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