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I took photos of Gina at Darkroom a long time ago. Under that red light near the front window. We couldn't really hang out cause she was fighting with her boyfriend, and my presence wasn't helping. She's the sort of person that gets to know people by hiring them. She manages bands now. Acquaintances re-acquaint at St. Dymphnas on St. Marks.
Gina: It's as if every single rock star in New York comes to hang here.
Bronques: Isn't that Rob from Island Records?
Gina: Yeah, but he's the president of EMI now. Some drama went down with the label, like, six months ago.
Ed: (to bartender) I need a fucking Bloody Mary.
Ed is a model. He's skinny and beautiful and he has the best collection of leather jackets (except for Rita's). The night I met him, he lay comatose on the hood of a cab. The driver was yelling. He was not moving. All for a picture. CLICK. You keep thinking drugs will kill him, but he keeps living.
Bartender: I make it strong. Is that cool?
Ed: Yeah. I've been puking all morning. I need something strong.
Bronques: Can I get some wings?
Bartender: Yeah. But, they come in dozens.
Bronques: You guys want some? Yeah? Alright... (to Ed) What happened to your tooth Ed?
Ed: I was drunk last week and I was at my friends house and we were jamming and I fell back and the guitar hit my face. Taste of Gibson... (smiles) We were playing "March of Pigs" man...
Gina: Fuck...
Ed: My tooth came halfway out and my friends dad who's a football coach kept yelling "Push it back in! Push it back in!" So I did. It's fine now. It stayed in!
Bronques: It's a little black...
Ed: But it's fine. (turns to Gina) You still going out with Dan?
Gina: No. He's was too secretive. About everything. I never would see him because he was always on tour and... I retired from that shit. I retired from secretive. It's not the best personal quality to have for... uh, human relations...
Bronques: Dan? Secretive? (changing the subject) I heard his album today.
Gina: The whole thing? It's done?
Ed: Yeah, the show last night was epic too.
Bronques: Well, the album is pretty sick. There's this crazy song that sounds like a ballad the Scorpions would have made. A power ballad, but it's still pure Young Love though, if you know what I mean... Dan described it as a song he wrote for girls... and... men...
Gina: Is that Sebastien Tellier?
Bronques: Where?
Gina: No, the song that's playing. I love this song... (to bartender) Can I get an Arnold Palmer?
Bronques: (laughing) What? What's that?
Ed: Ice tea and lemonade.
Gina: I got addicted to them when I was in LA
Ed: You guys going to Leigh's birthday tonight?
Bronques: No. I gotta pack. Traveling tomorrow. Man... Even Tini's going tonight...
Gina: Who's Tini?
Ed: Martina. Bronques' Argentinian pin-up who came to New York to visit...
Gina: Oh...
Ed: Come on. We'll go in drag. You can wear Gina's sailor outfit. I'll slick my hair back. Put some make-up on and glitter and just go topless.
Gina: That's not drag. That's glam.
Ed: Whatever. It's cool. (pause) Isn't it?
Bronques: I can't.
Ed: I thought you were the party king?
Bronques: It never works when I try to go out for "just a little bit"...
Gina: Let's figure it out over real food. I'm hungry. We should get some Ramen tonight. There's a great place near Webster...
Bronques: What about the wings?
I like your innuendos about Dan. Made me laugh a little.
St. Dymphnas happens to be one of MY FAVORITE MOTHERFUCKING PLACES IN ALL OF
NEW YORK WHAT THE FUCK?!?!