la brie en rose, arts district, 11:35am
carson confidently strolls up to the hostess station with the confidence of a man who made a reservation
carson: hi-
the hostess holds up her finger and finishes her phone conversation
hostess: yes…yes you’re confirmed. we’ll see you then
she exhales sharply as she hangs up the phone
hostess: sorry. do you have a reservation?
carson shakes his head no
hostess: (mutters) bold…real bold. (she looks up) how many?
carson: uh…2
hostess: your name?
carson: lam
hostess: ok mr. lam. i can put you in the queue but it’s going to be a 53 minute wait…
carson:(puzzled) there’s no one else here. why the long wait?
hostess: (curt) we have a queue. they may not be physically here, but they always show up.
a 53 minute wait when you’re approaching hangry isn’t ideal. so, carson decides to turn up the charm (yet again)
carson:(smiles) what’s your name?
hostess: (flatly) priya
carson: that’s such a beautiful name. priya. beautiful name for a beautiful girl. can’t you bump me up? i mean. just this once? (leans forward) i’ll make it worth your while….when do you get you off?
priya glares at carson
priya: you want me to risk my job and my check to bump you up? on this land? in this economy? and your girlfriend is sitting right over there?
carson: she’s not my girlfriend. and you didn’t answer my question, priya.
priya: (aggravated sigh) does *this* (gestures vaguely at carson) usually work for you?
carson nods
priya: well it’s not working now. mr lam, (pauses) it was lam right?
carson: (uneasy) y-yeah.
priya:(sweetly) i’m going to tell you what i can do. i can put you in this queue and you can sit over there, with your girlfriend, and wait until i call your name. is that good?
carson: (uneasy) d-do i have a choice?
priya: you do not. have a seat, mr. lam.
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