[Dinner was delicious. Hamilton was... Hamilton. Cam was more interested in watching Jeff watch the musical than watching the musical itself.
It's a quiet, comfortable ten minute walk back to the car, and Cam can't help but wish it was longer. The night air is perfect. There's a slight breeze. Just enough to rustle coats and move leaves. He and Jeff share almost the same stride, which is something he likes. Someone who can keep up with him.
Cam's just a little faster. He can't help himself.]
I'm appalled. Can I let you in on a secret?
[A pause, glancing over to Jeff from over the collar of his Burberry trench.]
JJ told me you wanted to see Hamilton. That's why I bought the tickets. Theatre isn't really my forte.
To tell you the truth, American history doesn't interest me in the slightest. I'd rather learn about anywhere but here. That's why I like to travel. I always appreciate this country more when I'm somewhere else, and remember just how good we have it.
[Speaking of the first world, they're coming up on Cam's car, which he paid top dollar to park only a couple blocks away from the theatre. It's a black Porsche Mission E, new as of last year. The model isn't available for public sale yet. Cam was on a list.
He pulls his keys from his pocket, hitting the start button. The Porsche comes alive with a soft purr, the lights turning on and doors unlocking to reveal the cognac leather classic interior. Custom.]
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It's a quiet, comfortable ten minute walk back to the car, and Cam can't help but wish it was longer. The night air is perfect. There's a slight breeze. Just enough to rustle coats and move leaves. He and Jeff share almost the same stride, which is something he likes. Someone who can keep up with him.
Cam's just a little faster. He can't help himself.]
I'm appalled. Can I let you in on a secret?
[A pause, glancing over to Jeff from over the collar of his Burberry trench.]
JJ told me you wanted to see Hamilton. That's why I bought the tickets. Theatre isn't really my forte.
To tell you the truth, American history doesn't interest me in the slightest. I'd rather learn about anywhere but here. That's why I like to travel. I always appreciate this country more when I'm somewhere else, and remember just how good we have it.
[Speaking of the first world, they're coming up on Cam's car, which he paid top dollar to park only a couple blocks away from the theatre. It's a black Porsche Mission E, new as of last year. The model isn't available for public sale yet. Cam was on a list.
He pulls his keys from his pocket, hitting the start button. The Porsche comes alive with a soft purr, the lights turning on and doors unlocking to reveal the cognac leather classic interior. Custom.]
Where are you parked?