Internet cafe
*has left the hotel, and is on his way to meet Ewan at a local diner, with about an hour to kill* *walks down a couple of blocks to a internet cafe, where he knows the owner from open-microphone nights and can surf without being charged*
*is checking the band's group e-mail address, to see about orders or bookings, and decides to Google Jude, frowning when nothing new comes up*
*bites his fingernails, staring at his still open e-mail for a minute, and impulsively puts in Jude's mobile number @ Cingular and texts him, hoping Jude recognizes the band name in the e-mail address*
Hi.
*taps his fingers on the desk, F5ing his e-mail window repeatedly*
*is checking the band's group e-mail address, to see about orders or bookings, and decides to Google Jude, frowning when nothing new comes up*
*bites his fingernails, staring at his still open e-mail for a minute, and impulsively puts in Jude's mobile number @ Cingular and texts him, hoping Jude recognizes the band name in the e-mail address*
Hi.
*taps his fingers on the desk, F5ing his e-mail window repeatedly*